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Model needed is what the sign said, and junior wasn't about to let the opportunity pass him by. The storefront was dingy and dirty, and the place seemed completely deserted, but it wasn't much worse than a few of the warehouses he had gone to responding to other model needed advertisements hung up around town, so in he went.
The first thing he noticed was the smell. Clutching the model needed sign in his hand, he walked towards a desk where a smart looking receptionist appeared to be painting her nails, ordering lunch, and surfing the internet all at the same time. Throughout the room one could distinctly detect the unmistakable odor of a freshly baked apple pie. He handed her the model wanted sign and said "I'm your boy".
Barely glancing up from the computer screen, she motioned for him to take a seat. It was a simple choice, seeing as how there was only one chair in the room, situated in the corner alongside a magazine rack that dwarfed all other furniture in the room and held more magazines than it seemed any individual or group of people could ever possibly read even if they spent ten years in this waiting room that really only appeared to be equipped to accommodate one person. Junior began to wonder if this had indeed been a wise model wanted announcement to respond to after all.