My Grumpy Billionaire
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Excellent. Close to food is a great location. Even the health-conscious folks in this crowd will come by because there are carrot sticks, cucumber slices and celery.
And there’s no way anybody’s going to miss our samples.
Maybe we can work with whoever put this party together again. Some events are awful about displaying our product samples correctly. I’ve seen ones where they forgot to put out the boards or brochures we sent, which meant that nobody would have the QR codes that make it easy to grab more information about us.
The people in charge of this masquerade seem to get it: nothing we sent is optional. More boss-worthy behavior.
I make my way through the crowd to the display table. A few samples are tipped over and lying there like unwanted trash on a sidewalk. That won’t do. Silicone Dream has a certain image to maintain—excellent, classy products for the sexually discerning among us.
I right the mini-penises so they’re nice and tidy again. Then I step back and look at them with maternal pride. Silicone Dream does the best work, helping people achieve better orgasms every day.
The flavoring we use for our lube is the best in the industry. The liquid in the bottle tastes like real chocolate syrup. We’ve done blind tasting with multiple test groups to make sure. I personally tasted enough of them during development that my tongue became numb. But if the CEO doesn’t put in maximal effort, who will?
I take a picture, then upload it to all of Silicone Dream’s social media accounts with the proper hashtags. That done, I put my phone away and finish my martini in a couple of big swallows. It’s giving me a good buzz, but then, I’ve already had two drinks—thanks to Ellie, who arranged to have them delivered to our hotel room upon my arrival.
There’s a table for placing empty glasses and plates to be bussed. I put the martini glass on it and start to walk away.
Somebody lays a hand on my shoulder. “Finally!” comes a familiar growl.
What the…?I turn to look, then expel an impatient sigh.
It’s Todd, with the world’s most annoying gotcha sneer on his face.