Taken entirely aback by the question, Wichita is quiet for a moment. She keeps her features hard and unreadable for the sake of business, but she's already feeling a little performance anxiety. Perhaps it was the fact that this friend was Rex's, and if Wichita failed to impress, perhaps she'd fail in Baedal just like she had on the Barge.

Determined not to let that sway her, she meets Cindy's eyes and begins in an even tone.

"Where should I start? Is there experience in particular that you're looking for? Rex didn't give me any information about the job but your name."