Sharon turned around to face Angela, her boss.
"I have a wonderful opportunity for you," Angela said. "The people from Brewster's Hardware Emporium are coming in this afternoon. I want you to woo them tonight."
"Woo them?" Sharon asked blankly.
"With a pitch. With ideas. We're all going out to dinner at eight."
Her trigger shot was set for ten o'clock. She'd never be back in time and she still hadn't sorted out the fact that she didn't have the shot in hand. She really didn't want to trigger while at dinner.
"We're going to this fantastic restaurant that has no bathrooms or discreet places," her boss continued. "We'll probably be there until midnight. And I won't take no for an answer!"