The height of the economic boom in the US was truly grand after the war! Busy streets! Parties left and right! Oh, it was oh so grand and you were gunning to get your start here and now! You had stopped your taxi just at a little theater in downtown New York and quickly got out. Your apartment was a few blocks down the road, but that wasn't your main goal of today. That could be handled later on. Here, you were looking for a job.
Work should be easier to gather up now and since the economy was shooting up, you should hopefully be able to move out of that apartment and get yourself a nice house soon over in New Egg. You walked into the theater and opened the main hall and saw the room in all its glory. And why what a hall it was. Rows upon rows of seats. A massive stage directly at the bottom. As a small-town kid, this was more than impressive. When you turned back down to the stage, you saw a man walk out and usher a few dancers together, and began to direct them.
The girls were all cute, one with the body of a dancer for certain. But then there was this one girl. Pink skin but still rather lovely. You were still admiring them as a hand was placed on your shoulder. You turned back and saw a blonde man in a suit.
Kaminari: You must be (Y/N), right?
(Y/N): Yes sir.
Kaminari: Well, my good sir, welcome to Broadway.
(Y/N): It's...big.
Kaminari: Ha ha! Indeed it is. Well then my friend, step right into my office and we can discuss your employment. And besides, we wouldn't want to distract the girls, now would we.
(Y/N): Valid point.
You looked down at the six dancers again as your new boss guided you away. The girl in pink skin slightly locked eyes with you as you were pushed away. You entered Kaminari's office and you sat down at his desk. He sat down across from you and together, you both discussed business.
The talks were small pace and very personable. Fortunately for you, he hired you on the spot. Your quick wit and business mindset made you the perfect candidate in his eyes. Which you mean...hey, got work. What more was needed? You smiled as you shook hands and he explained more details about the job.
Your goal was to ensure that the theater ran smoothly, efficiently, and with no major customer issues. Yeah, you were a PR guy, but hey, it wasn't so bad. As you two were talking, there was a slight knock on the door.
Kaminari: Come on in.
The door opened and that pink-haired/pink-skinned girl from before walked in. Unlike before, she was now out of her dancing clothes and into a sundress with a little hat on top of her head.
Kaminari: Ah, Ashido. What seems to be the trouble?
Ashido: Biff. Who else. That scumbag got handsy with a few of the girls. Now he's threatening us to even go out and back to our homes.
Kaminari: Well, (Y/N), seems to me like you got yourself your first job here. I need you to write up a statement. This is the third time this week and I'm not standing for it.
(Y/N): On it, Boss.
You got up and quickly locked eyes with the girl now known as Ashido. You both looked at one another and she smiled slightly.
Ashido: So, you're the new PR guy, huh?
(Y/N): Yes, Ma'am.
Ashido: Mina. Not ma'am.
(Y/N): Right. Sorry. Yes, I'm the new guy.
Ashido: Well, you have fun with all that. I'm going home. Or at least I'll try to.
