Interview/Test

Before Barbara could process the weight of her decision to be here, a door at the far end of the room opened. A woman walked in, her every step radiating authority. She wore a sharp black pantsuit, the subtle shimmer of the fabric catching the light. Her heels clicked decisively against the polished marble floor, her presence commanding immediate attention.

"Good morning," she said, her voice calm but edged with an unmistakable authority. "I'm Miranda Cross, and I'll be conducting today's evaluation." She said earning the full attention of the whole room after pausing for a while she continued " As you all know, we are searching for a luxury curator—a role that demands more than just good taste. It requires precision, understanding, and the ability to cater to the world's most discerning clients. If you're not what we're looking for, you won't stay long. This isn't an open call—it's for people we thought might fit."