"Okay, she's coming down," Samantha said.
She was in her office with Larry.
"I really hope you know what you're doing," Larry said. He picked up the device and selected GEEK. The screen filled with the word READY.
"I wasn't going to use that selection," she told him.
"Well, I'm an expert on geeks. Obviously. So, I'll know if it really changed her."
"You think I dressed this way myself and made up everything?"
He shrugged his shoulders. He didn't say it, but that's really how he felt.
Denise Brewster entered the office and sat at Samantha's desk as if it were her own, wearing her usual sexy business attire: a sexy white blouse, a very short black miniskirt, and black 3-inch heels. Richard McMillan, the CEO, liked to have the women, that he worked closely with, dress sexily. And Denise had no problem with that.
She sat back in the chair, crossing her legs. "Okay, what's this thing you wanted to show me? I've got a meeting with the CEO in about fifteen minutes. So make it quick."
Larry held up the device.
"Okay, so what does it do? It's not a weapon, is it?" It was illegal to manufacture weapons at the company. MTI wasn't that sort of technologies company.
"No. Not exactly," Samantha said.
"What's that supposed to ..."
Larry aimed it at Denise and pulled the trigger.
