A week has passed since Discordia and Anthony were defeated and Maria was restored. In the meantime Roxanne tried to hire a new assistant and so had to have many job-interviews.
Finally Alexa, a twenty four-years old women with Russian origin, knocked on Roxannes door. As she stepped in, Roxanne instantly recognised a few details that made Alexa interesting.
At first Alexa was already barefoot and had wonderful slender feet with long natural toes and tough black soles.
Secondly Roxanne always tried to have a multicultural team of assistants.
Thirdly her appearance let her think that she must be incredibly flexible like Maria or possibly even Majikku.
Fourthly she would make the “collection” of hair colours peferct, because she had fire red hair.
And at last she had a pretty face and the audience always loves pretty faces.

“Hi. You are Alexa Azarova, right?”
“Indeed Madam.”
“Uh, please don’t call me Madam. This makes me feel as old as I am.”
“Uh, ok. Madam,…. I mean. I am sorry, how should I call you.”
“This may sound not appropriate for a job-interview, but just call me Roxanne.”
“Clear, Roxanne!”
“Perfect. Correct me, if I am wrong. You are eighteen years old, are born in Kanada, but your parents came from the former UDSSR. You worked as, wow, you worked as artiste in a circus. That’s interesting what exactly did you perform there?”, Roxanne asked as she read Alexas CV.
“My parents had a circus in Russia too and reopened it in Kanada before I was born. This means we were always travelling around with the whole circus and I started working there at a very early age. At first I just carried things for the others, but later I performed many different acts. For example simply things like walking barefoot over knives, and more complec things like being an escape artist, performing on the trapeze and sometimes being an assistant for our magician.”
“What was his name?”
“Uh, who?”
“The name of your magician. We all know each other.”
“I don’t know his real name, since he always told himself “Maric the master of magic”, but he died a long time ago, so I am sure you can’t know him.”
“My dear. At first never be sure about anything, if you work for me. I am much older than you would think and to be honest Maric isn’t dead. His dead was as a whole a illusion, since he had to vanish for some reasons. And he really called himself master of magic in the last years? He has become a real poser.”
“I…I am sorry.”
“It’s okay. We all have to learn our lessons. Well, the question, if you have experience with magic is already answered. Instead I ask you, what was the most stunning trick, Maric ever performed with you. No details.”
“The most stunning? Hard to tell. Once her cut me in pieces in the middle of the ring without boxes, just with a sword.”
“To be honest, Maric can do far more than that, so…”
“I am not finished. At next he threw some of my body parts into the cages of the wild animals, which ate them immediately, while other parts were burned and my head was thrown into a glass pot with acid. At last he only had the big toe of my left foot in his hands. He digged a hole, put my toe in it, and watered it like a plant and instantly the earth on this spot began to crack and I rose from the ground completely restored again, but sadly naked.”
“This is the pervy Maric I know, but did your parents really allow you to perform naked in their circus?”
Alexa giggled. “We only performed this trick, when they didn’t participate in the show.”
“Good. So why did you left and decided to perform for me?”
“Oh, every child leaves home sometime and want to start their own career. I know you from the TV and your show impressed me so much that I thought I should try it and come here. And as I am already always walking barefoot, I just loved the idea of performing barefoot on stage as you and your assistants do.”
“I am glad you liked the show, but you went from Canada to California just for a job interview?”
“Not exactly. Our circus is now big enough to make a north America tour and at the moment we are in California.”
“Ok. And concerning the last thing. Just tell me, how much do you walk barefoot and why?”
“Is this really relevant?"
"Yep"
"Oh, okayyyy. At the age of sixteen I decided to live a barefoot live and never wore footwear since then, even in the Canadian winters. I can’t really explain why, but it just felt right for me and as my parents accepted it everything was alright and as you surely know, as soon as your soles are hard enough nothing can harm them anymore. This also made the whole walking on knives trick much easier. My friends and I often try crazy things, when we are bored. For example we often use my soles as an ashtray.”
“That all sounds interesting, but how can you use your own soles as an ashtray?”
“I can show you, if you want.”
“Sure.”
“But I need something to fix my thighs to the ground.”
“Nothing easier than that, just follow me into the studio. Oh, and by the way, you are hired.”
“Ok. Wait, what? Awweeesomee!”
“You told me many things that no other candidat could bring into the job. As you already performerd in complex tricks I don’t even have to show you everything from the scratch.”

They reached a room with a table in the middle.
“Just lay on the table as you have to and I will fix your thighs to the table.”
Alexa walked to the table and soon lay on her belly. Roxanne came with some chains, put them through holes in the table around Alexas thighs and fixed them with a padlock.
“Is it tight enough?”
“Oh, yes. I think so. Could you please tie my ankles too?”
“Sure…Fixed.!”
“Okay, then.”

Alexa now bent her knees, forming exactly 90 degrees so that her soles now stood in the air. Everyone could use them already as ashtray now, but how could Alexa? She then bent her upper-torso back until her head touched her legs.
For a short moment she managed to put her legs a little bit apart and manoeuvred her torso through the gab between her legs now facing her own toes, as she looked straight forward.
She couldn’t resist and sucked on her toes, as she remembererd Roxanne was still there.
“Oh, sorry. I couldn’t resist.”
Roxanne laughed. “I know that feeling very well, so don’t be shy about this.”
Alexas eyes were wide. “That’s surprising and unexpected again, somehow. Could you please lend me a cigarette?”
“I don’t smoke, but luckily you have already one behind your ear.”, the magician said, as she took a cigarette from behind Alexas ear, which wasn’t there before.
“Where do you want it?”, Roxanne asked, since Alexas hands had to stay on the table to hold her torso in this position.
“Just stick it into the gap between two of my toes.”
The magician did and Alexa took it up with her mouth and hovered her torso so that her head was above her soles. Roxanne knew what to do, snipped and so made her own finger burn.
This way she fired Alexas cigarette.
“Impressing, Alexa. I think we should try a brand new trick tomorrow when the others are here. Until that you can go home."
“Good. Tomorrow at nine o’clock?”
“Indeed.”

As Alexa opened the door of the studio she turned around and asked: “Um, Roxanne?”
“Yes?”
“Before you told me not to be shy about the thing, so…I mean I never met another woman, who is in women’s feet too before.”
Roxanne had to laugh.
“I know what you want to say. If you just want to talk about it, it is okay. We can meet somewhere, If you want, but you know, nothing more than talking.”
“Oh my god. Of course. What about tomorrow evening at my caravan?”
“What about today evening in my apartment?”
“Yeah, I think that’s better, but where is your apartment.”
“Don’t worry, you will be there without knowing, where it is.”
“Um, ok. See you later,….Roxanne.”
Then she left. “This going to be interesting.”, Roxanne said to herself.

And as Alexa went to her car she mumbled: "Noboy will ever believe me, how this job interview really was."