"What are you thinking?" I ask him.
"You really want to know?" He replies in a voice so dark and full of warning it sends a shiver down my spine.
"Yes." I say, being utterly brave.
A small smirk lifts the corner of his lips as he walks towards me...
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Emara Stone
I walk in with utter confidence, like Jesus walking on water.
I toss my red hair back like a baddie, half expecting to see Dakota sitting there like King of the Underworld, but I spot four unknown people at the table, eyeing me instead.
Oh, he is not here! Then where is that bitch?
"You are Emara Stone?" The lady in white shirt questions me, reading from her paper.
"Yes." I confirm and proceed to give her my file.
"No need for this. Our system has already fetched your data and certificates." She politely declines and points at the center cushion sofa, "Please, have a seat."
I grip my file and go place my sexy ass on the couch and glance around the room. Plain cream walls with no personality and a city view from glass window, nothing fancy, just your typical professional and soul-sucking office setup.
"Miss Stone, feeling relaxed or a bit nervous?" One of panelists leans forward with a smile that doesn't reach his eyes.
"Not at all nervous." I reply with a real smile.
It's you who should be nervous, because you will be interviewing me!
"Alright, let's begin with some simple questions. What is the full form of AI, and can you explain it in your own words?"
All the eight eyes lock onto me, and I take my sweet time to answer, "The full form of AI is.. American Idol."
Eyebrows shoot up to hairline and eyes pop out like a fish as they all stare at me like I am a pink dragon and they have never seen a pink dragon before.
"It's a TV show where people show off their singing talent, sometimes just the singing." I continue to explain in brief.
"Does Artificial Intelligence ring any bells?" One of them asks me, putting down his pen.
"Oh yeah, that was my second guess. Artificial Intelligence, a computer version of I-know-it-all." I quip, but I can see they don't understand humour.
Typical humans!
"Interesting." The lady nods her head, scribbling something on her paper. "Moving forward, what is machine learning?"
"Um, machine learning is basically when your machines start figuring about your mood swings. Like, how crispy you like your toast or at what time in the night you search for X videos." I reply with a straight face.
The panel looks at each other, questioning their own knowledge about AI. Whereas I sit straight with confidence.
I think I am killing this interview!
They all note down in their paper sheet, before another one asks me, "Can you tell us about how Neural networks work?"
"Neural networks are like a bunch of neurons throwing a small party, and they invite all their friends, start chatting and connecting. Before you know, a full-blown brain party is going on and that's how Neural networks."
