Modelling Agency end

“Here you go! It’s all on me!” Maya says cheerfully to Tricia as she sets her pile of food down.  She is working at the yum cha place again, at Kimiya’s and Tricia’s usual table.

“Um,” Tricia says, “you know, my family owns this restaurant, so, it’s already on the house for me.”  “Oh.” Says Maya.  “But thanks!” Adds Tricia with a sweet smile.  She then inhales her grub.

“You’re gonna have to spend the money on something else,” Kimiya says.  Maya sighs.

“What would you spend it on?” Maya asks.

“Me?” Kimiya replies, blankly.

“Yes, what do you want most in the world?” Maya pushes.

“What do I want…” Kimiya repeats, coming up with nothing.  “I want you to be happy.” Kimiya finally replies, rather lamely.  Maya frowns.  Then she shrugs.

“I’m sure an idea will come up,” she concludes, walking off to get more food.

“Well, that was a pleasantly conventional wrap-up to her little adventure,” Kimiya comments to Tricia, as she gets started on her lunch, “she hadn’t affected the world as much as she feared.”

Meanwhile, back at the agency!

An unidentified woman walks up to the receptionist, holding the very same magazine Maya appeared in.  “I’d like to know the identity of this model.”

The receptionist looks warily at the woman.  “Your name, miss… ?”

Close-up of mysterious woman’s eyes, narrowing.  There’re similar to Maya’s, but more wrinkled.  “Mrs. Sharestani,” she replies.

Fade out!