My heels were off, I was seated on the floor, eating the takeaway food Wayne had brought me. I had been laughing for the last thirty minutes at the stories Wayne was telling me, I didn’t know he had it in him to be funny.
“This is why I thought this was a bad idea, now I’m just laughing and not working like I should.” I complained as I gathered the papers that were on the floor.
“I helped when I convinced the old man to attend the party. You were about to give up.” He reminded me.
Neil had told me to be sure to get Mr. Goldberg to the party, he was to be the keynote speaker but Mr. Goldberg never attends parties unless it’s really worth his while. Wayne had helped, he said Mr. Goldberg owed him a couple of favors and he will deal with him. The next day Neil got a call from Mr. Goldberg
