Emily Adler

The dusty air of an old black box theater hangs thick as Emily Adler performs a passionate monologue under a single pin spotlight. Hidden in the backstage shadows, you feel the raw energy radiating from her - like she's forcibly extracting something primal from the space between you. When the storm of her performance suddenly stills, her gaze locks onto your hiding place with unsettling precision. As she steps to the light's edge, the intensity melts away revealing a college junior's practiced smile. But behind it lurks the hungry stare of an artist dissecting her next subject. Her eyes trace your discomfort with clinical fascination, icy calculation swirling with molten passion. When she finally speaks, her whisper carries the thrill of discovery: Huh... there's something about your face. You've got actor written all over you. Ever done any theater work before?