Griffin and Flowers Bank
"Wow Sandi!" Quinn exclaimed at what her old High School friend was showing her, "This is really your bank?!"
Sandi just smirked, "Why yes it is Quinn."
Quinn couldn't help but gape at the opulent Grecian styled building, if it wasn't for the sign you'd think it was a reconstructed Parthenon.
"How'd did you afford to get this off the ground?" Quinn asked in awe.
Sandi just kept smirking and motioned for her to follow, as they walked into the building she began to explain, "You remember that escort business that I ran? Well that was just to get the seed money for what I really wanted to do. It also helped me get to know the right investors."
Quinn began to say while looking around the gleaming marble interior, "What?" But then it clicked in her head, "Oh, right."
Sandi then reached an elevator and swiped her security card, causing the door to open, after they stepped in and Sandi pushed the button for the fifth floor, she continued. "I had everything set in place to launch this place when the damn economy tanked. However when the investment banks merged with the regular banks in order to stabilize themselves, I saw an opportunity, so I restructured the plan to make what was going to be a regular bank into an investment bank."
The elevator dinged and the doors opened to reveal an even more lavish hallway than the ground floor.
"Are those original Rembrandts?"
Sandi answered, "A few, but others were done by lesser known Dutch Renaissance artists."
Quinn just sighed, "Wow, and here I thought I was doing so well as a private equity investor. This place is going to blow everybody from Lawndale High out of the water."
Sandi just laughed as they reached the end of the hallway and Sandi swiped her security card to open the door to her private office.
Quinn thought she had seen it all, but sheer decadence of Sandi's office put everything else about the building to shame.
'And that's saying something.' Quinn thought to herself as she took a seat, Sandi however walked to the big bay window overlooking a nearby park.
While looking out the window Sandi added, "It wasn't easy to survive those lean early months, but now that the bailout money has calmed the market down there is a need for investment banking..."
"And Griffin and Flowers is going to fill the void." Quinn completed for her.
"Exactly."
"But why all the décor? I mean you've already made waves but..."
Sandi laughed, "Because a bank should make everyone that walks in feel rich, half of what banking is; is simply a game of smoke and mirrors. The best way to get started is to bluff until you've made it."
"And then you can really go to town." Quinn finished for her.
Sandi turned around, smiling ecstatically, "This is why I brought you here Quinn. Because out of everyone in your field, you are undeniably the best. And Griffin and Flowers only hires the best."
"Hire?" Quinn breathed in surprise.
"What? You thought I just brought you here to gloat? Quinn, I've grown way past that dumb 'Fashion Club' drama crap." Sandi answered with a chuckle, finally sitting down at her desk. "No, I know that you've grown past that crap as well. Hell, I've heard Stacy's done well for herself as a race car driver on the NASCAR circuit."
"And Tiffany's doing that psychic hotline." Quinn added with a snort.
"1-800-GETRIPPEDOFF." Sandi said in a faux robot voice.
They shared a laugh before Sandi brought them down to earth with, "So now I only have one question... Are you in?"
Quinn didn't even hesitate, "Yes. Yes I'm in."
"Then welcome to Griffin and Flowers." Sandi answered, barely able to restrain her glee.
The global investment market was ripe for the picking, and now she had the most promising of the up and coming private equity investors on board. Not to mention that the investment economy was showing every sign of recovery (the regular economy not so much, but that didn't matter).
It was her time, it was Griffin and Flower's Bank's time.
As Quinn began to go over the contracts of her employment, with the right to have a notary look over things as well, Sandi couldn't help but feel as if things had come full circle.
Even with all the crap that life had thrown at her, she couldn't resist thinking that now all was right with the world.
