That one night, that one night alone, Logan had excused himself from the War Committee and retreated for a descent night of sleep in the real world. Scott could not risk being tired the following day, not with the great Evergreen presentation around the corner. One last review of the material they had prepared before going to bed, then, after eight hours of sleep, taking the subway to work. He could not be all sweaty and sticky when him and Tony marched into their client’s meeting room. Certainly, Scott was unable to match Tony’s magnificent Elvis Pompadour, but with a slick suit, thorough grooming and some new cologne, they were looking like a pretty well-balanced duo. In the office, for the few hours they had to spare before leaving for their appointment, Scott could not go over the p

