“What will we say?” Clarissa inquired.
“I’ll ask you questions. You just answer them. Most of you are from out of town, I presume. People taking these tours usually are. You, sir?” She spoke to a tall gentleman with a thick mustache. “Step up here before the camera and tell us a little about yourself. Can you see yourself on the screen?”
He smiled, showing white teeth that looked even whiter as his face was framed in the TV set.
“I see. I look good. I am here from Rio de Janeiro on business.”
The man talked about his business which was manufacturing plastic caps. It was hard to understand him because of his accent. The others taking the tour waited their turns, standing along a wall at the side of the room. As the line moved up, Clarissa became more and more nervous.
“I may not show,” she kept insisting.
“Of course you’ll show,” Judy reassured her. “You see how clear the picture is. Everybody else shows.”
As the line moved up, Clarissa became more and more nervous
“I didn’t show in the mirror.”