Came around to me. I handed the pic, looked at him, he said, "How are you today." I said, "Frozen". He gave me one of those looks like, "Does this guy pass or not." Silence. "You're good" he said and I booked to the closest shop that had stuff I believed I could be interested in enough to pretend to peruse.
That was Sunday. I had gotten up at 4:00 to catch a 5:30 bus leaving White Marsh. The day before I had what I call a 'good' audition for a film over in Virginia. Good because they called me out and had me read the script different ways. Then, they asked if I could do it differently. Then they told me to hang around because they wanted me for call backs.
Several hours later I was called in. There was a board of six people and a camera man or two. One guy started to explain to me how he wanted me to read. Come to find out, I had the wrong script. They solved that, gave me two, one for Dracula and one for Frankenstein. They gave me time to prep. I came back and they had me read both of them in a couple of ways, and I was free to go.
All this action is a good sign. The others that I saw were simply thanked and allowed to go. We'll see what comes of it. I had wanted the role of the mummy, but upon arriving and being asked to read for Drac and Frank, when I asked about the mummy, they said, "Yeah, but we like your voice. The mummy has no lines." Sounds good to me.