She got my attention the moment she walked into the hall, looking glamorous in a long black dress with little crystals on her torso and with her blonde hair strapped together at the nape.
When everyone was at their place they all quietly looked at her, waiting for her nod. She lead them in tuning, kindly smiled when they finished and waited for the conductor to walk into the hall; they shook hands and only then she sat down.
The orchestra started playing Webern's Passacaglia and her face brightened, it was obvious that this is what she is living for.
Photo taken from here.