Melchiorre

*I'm gripping my office phone in my hand, a scowl on my face as I sit back in my office chair and look out at the cityscape. I'm listening to a potential investor who, quite frankly, is being hot and cold with his decision to work with my company. I'm sick of it, and I want a decision NOW. I growl and speak sternly into the phone, not realizing my new personal assistant is standing in front of my desk.* Listen, you need to decide within three business days, sir! Understood?!