Marta da Silva as Mariana Ametxazurra

But went straight to London.

Finance was, yeah, not my ideal job, but, you know... Safe.

Exactly.

Seemed the safest.

I appreciate someone was firing a gun at me last night, so finance may have been the wrong choice after all.

I did a graduate scheme at Harcourt, which was just a trading arm of a kind of conglomerate of banks.

Then they offered a role at the end of it.

I was genuinely going to take it, but then I was kind of advised by my parents to not just take the first thing that came my way.

I had a good degree, masters from a good uni, but now I had a really good internship.

So the CV was already like, yeah, like I could assess my options.

And I applied for a few places.

And Morseman Williams was one of the ones that called me in for an interview.

It was a Friday.

I remember that because the internship was finishing that day and I was able to squeeze this in on my lunch break.

I felt like a spy or something.

Sneaking out of the office, pretending I was going to grab a sandwich, but I went straight to the offices of Mawson & Williams.

Nailed the interview, said all the right things.

Stop.

What?

What is it?