The redhead had researched a few dance studios before this trip into the city. She wanted to make a good impression and so had made certain that she at least had her various dancing shoes in her bag, in case she was asked to give a demonstration of her skill. But she'd also made sure to have all the necessary checks done: police check, check; working with children check, check; written references from her teachers back in England as to how well she worked with other dancers, and especially with teaching children, double-checked.
And now, the young woman stood outside the first one that had really taken her notice. The reviews about the studio were especially good, not just from a performance and parent and student standpoint, but also in terms of friendliness and acceptance of a number of dance styles. It was sometimes difficult to find somewhere that was more than just the traditional styles. She loved ballet, but she also loved modern and street dancing, as well as other types.
Stepping inside the door, the young woman looked around the studio, taking in the spacious floor, as she offered a small smile and adjusted her bag on her shoulder.
"Uhm, hello? I was wondering if Eudoxia Miller was available to talk to?" Cass actually felt a little nervous, which was a very rare thing for her, but she held herself with confidence and a winning smile, she wanted to make a good first impression.