“I appreciate your time,” Archer said, as the 25-minute mark approached. “You can find my business cards and other materials available at the back table. Thank you.” Archer stepped down from the tiny stage and moved to the side of the room, expecting to slip out without being interrupted. He knew that Tina was at the Jamaican restaurant today, and wanted to get there before she left.
“Excuse me, Mr. Archer,” a woman said as she stepped in front of him.
Archer almost toppled onto her before he caught his balance. He took a step back and posed to regain his composure. “Sorry about that. Hello. Nice to meet you, Ms....Warner.”
“I just wanted to thank you for the talk. It’s been a long day and it was good to see someone who tried to spice things up.”
“Um...you’re welcome. Now, I would love to chat, but I actually have another talk in a different room,” Archer lied, a little confused by the woman’s words.
“Let me walk with you. I would like to hear more about your business philosophy.”
“Oh, it’s going to be mainly the same thing. I wouldn’t want you to have to sit through it all again,” Reginald said, looking for another exit.
“I wouldn’t mind,” the woman said. “I would give me another chance to watch your handsome self strut about.”
Reginald’s sense of irritation suddenly switched to one of danger. “Are you...flirting with me?”
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