The job of a lifetime

Oh man... Why did they have to fire me? That was my 5th job this month. Now what am I going to do? If I don't pay my rent soon I'm gonna get evicted. You've done it this time Emily!

Knock Knock

Who could that be?

-Hello, miss!
-Oh! It's you. What do you want this time?
-Well... I would like to offer you a job.
-Let me guess. You'll give me a job if give you a jar of sand from India or water from a volcano?
-Nothing like that, miss. I require just your time.

Okay. I'll bite

-Come in.
-Thank you!
-So... what kind of job are we talking about here? Will it pay my rent and bills?
-It's a highly respected job and you won't have to worry about money ever again.

This sounds kind of fishy

-What's the job?
-You will have the role of Death.
-You mean like a role in a play?
-Well life is like a play, so I suppose yes. Like a role in a huge play.
-What do I have to do? Oh man... this sounds too good to be true. I always wanted to be famous. Maybe some agent will see me and make me a star
-You will have to come to this address, tomorrow morning at 8.
-Thank you so much, mister...
-Faust!
-Mister Faust. I'll do my best to be there.
-You're welcome, miss! And by the way, I do admire your blue hair.