‘It’s a few steps up.’

If it looks like a starving artist’s garret, and it’s pouring with rain, then it will have to do. Better to get inside and dry off, before figuring out what comes next.

Poor Katarin, suddenly flung into a situation for which she had no experience, or indeed expectation of, far from home and both confused and excited. What could she possibly do except go along for the ride?

Tomorrow, when they have the real audition, and they say, ‘Thanks, we’ll call you,’ she can resume her journey back to Brittany.

For now, she’s just hoping that there’s some warmth in that garret.