"And you see that lovely fella over there? The big black, although big black AND according to his ladies well endowed fella would describe him better, near the bar, will fetch you any drink you want. I would join you, but I've got some business to attend to."
*Saying this looking at the newcomer. After he spoke his last word he gave a sly wink.*
"Not that I want to chase you anyway, on the contrary, but I do have a meeting currently and need my undivided attention for her.
*Giving a headwink towards Danielle.*
"But, if you're still around when I'm done, I'll join you. Just in case you're wondering who the hell I am, Stirling Mortlock, vice president of the Independent Neuralnet Division and co-owner, although no official contracts have been set-up yet, of this outpost."
*He turns and shouts at Jean Pierre, asking for a glass of Jaunalou and a scotch, no ice. Looking back towards Danielle he scrapes his throat and asks her:*
"Why did you decide to drop out the USI and applied to be part of the IND? What exactly drives you to that? As you said you could have stepped up the plate there and potentially could have been leading the company."
"Also, have you signed a non-compete agreement with USI?"