He was making great progress on the proposal, but felt the direction left something to be desired. This was a new client and he had this one chance to make…
“Should we take his clothes?”
Oh shit, he remembered he forgot to hang the wooden ‘Male’ sign under the ‘Occupied’ placard.
“No, he probably would just come into the office area wearing a towel or even less. He thinks he’s the answer to all our prayers.”
He didn’t think it was possible to be sweating much more, but hearing their conversation was having a reaction.
“What do you want to do?”
“Maybe we should just go to lunch and leave him to his thoughts.”
“Look, he didn’t hang the sign.”
“You’re not considering what I think you are…tell me you’re not.”
“It would serve him right. He’s so organized it would be true justice. It would be his own fault.”
“Justine, you’re really doing this aren’t you?”
“Are you going to join me, or are you chicken?”
“I’m not chicken, but I don’t trust you alone with him. You forgot you shared what you two almost did at the offsite.”
“Hang the ‘Ladies’ sign and hurry up before he decides he’s had enough heat for one day.”
He had to admit he was having some trouble coming up with the subject matter for their client’s E.D. commercial, but realized things work out the way they are supposed to. He better wipe more than the sweat off his face though.