Interview - Subject: Rachel Berry
Goolsby: Dustin Goolsby sat waiting in the small, nearly empty room he'd been using to conduct his interviews as he further investigated this part of the community. Frustration was becoming a daily visitor and irritation never left. Sighing loudly and dusting himself off again, he continued to wait. For ages. Really, he could have gone to retrieve the recruit and gone on the grand tor of the entire community in the time it was taking these imbecile guards to fetch her. Finger tapped along a table just as there was a knock. Finally. "Enter," he called. The door opened to reveal a tiny girl flanked by the two guards who must have been daydreaming because they simply stared at him, still holding onto the recruit. "Oh would you let her go already!? And get out of my sight," he ordered, not bothering to hide his annoyance. They left in a hurry, closing the door behind them, and Goolsby's eyes turned to the brunette. So this is the girl who's caused quite a stir. Brow raised, he looked her over a moment. "Sit. Please." Gesturing to the chair before him, he picked up his papers, skimming over the information he'd been given. "I'm here to gather the details of your incident with the son," he scanned for the name. "Marley. Whatever you feel is important to tell really, but we need to understand what happened -without any fabrications- to properly address the situation and provide you with accommodations." Glancing up, he made a motion with his hand. "Start talking."