Chief, Dizzy and his date.
Kenny smiled nervously at his friends who were sitting some tables away. He wished they hadn't come. At least they shouldn't have sat where he could easily see them.
"And here I thought you had grown up," drawled Dizzy.
Kenny gave a very Kai-like 'Hn' in response.
"Ooh, touchy are we? Don't worry everything is bound to go badly," continued Dizzy cheerfully.
Kenny looked in exasperation at his laptop. Dizzy chuckled, "Just kidding."
He looked at the entrance as someone entered. It wasn't her. Why was his date so late (that rhymes!)?
"You like efficient cool headed girls, right? Well, I looked up the exact one for you."
Kenny had wondered if Tyson hunting a date for him was good.
Again the door opened, this time letting in a very businesslike couple. Kenny was surprised when he saw them coming towards him.
"Kenny, I presume?" asked the woman in a curt voice. Kenny nodded dazedly.
The woman gave a thin smile, "I am Hannah Marple, Director of the Egyptian BBA. This, " she pointed to the man beside her, "is my secretary, Mr. Kole Hardy."
Dizzy chose the exact moment to cackle loudly. Hannah Marple looked with disdain at the laptop. "My secretary," she continued, " will lay out the terms and conditions as well as reasons for my presence here."
Mr. Hardy opened his laptop bag, took out his laptop and started reciting in a mechanical voice, "Miss. Marple is the head of Pineapple Company besides being the Director of EBBA. Her Pineapple laptops, mobile phones and hordes of other gadgets give her a very agreable income. Her father's will specifies that she will inherit his vast fortune (he mentioned a huge sum) at twenty-five. She is twenty-two at the moment. She needs the money now to buy over Apple enterprise. Her father's will has got a clause that if she gets married she will automatically get the money irrespective of her age. You will be free to leave the marriage in three years and will be paid ten billion dollars for your services."
He stopped breathlessly looking at Kenny expectantly. "I-uh-So, what's your favourite team?" asked Kenny in a confused voice.
"That would be PPB All Stars," Marple said. Kenny wondered if she was conplimenting him. "-because they have a good chance on winning," she finished. Kenny's pleasure inflated like a balloon.
"What does he keep typing?" he asked in an irritated voice pointing at Hardy.
Marple replied in a cool voice, "He is recording our conversation. He will email it to you in the evening."
Dizzy couldn't control any more, "Cool headed? More like cold headed. I wonder does she believe that we are going to agree."
"I think so," said Marple handing out a sheet of paper. "This is our contract. Sign it. I have added some more terms and conditions." She wrote out a few lines on the sheet.
Kenny took it and read, "Will never wear the colours brown, golden or orange... Will make meals at all times... Will not give flowers... During the specified period both parties can date other people... Will get rid of the laptop (High Priority)..."
When the list got over he looked at Marple and Hardy. "I am sorry."
Marple reminded, "Ten billion dollars."
Dizzy said in a cold tone, "Chief's not on sale."
Both the boss and the secretary gave thin-lipped smiles and left.
Kenny just shook his head.
"Chief," said Dizzy. "Emily's on video chat."
Kenny came running over. "Hi," he said. "What's up?"
"Dr. Jared wants to start the Kurt20 tomorrow. What do you say?" replied Emily.
Kenny thought for a moment and then said, "You don't seem sure about it."
"Frankly, Chief. I feel its too dangerous. A blader needs inhuman stamina to bear it."
"Tell him, its abandoned," smiled Kenny.
Dizzy said, in a gleeful voice, "Now tell Emily about your date."
"Your date?" Emily's voice stiffened.
"It was horrible. She was awful. Don't remind me if it."
"Let me give a detailed account,"Dizzy happily told Emily about what had happened as Kenny went redder by the minute.
"That was bad," said Emily. Kenny wondered if it was just his imagination or did Emily look relieved?