Corporate Drama: The CEO’s Demise, Merger Snips, and Awkward Dinner Plans

Oh, Jessica, here we go. Walk and talk, walk and talk. So I’m sure you’ve heard by now that the CEO of Fiji is DOA. We snipped the merger like it’s a German shepherd. And calling confirmed that it’s a dinner for six. That’s six. Oops, that’s hot. For the love of God, can we make sure Leventhal is not seated near me? His breath is so horrendous, I can practically see its green hue when he monologues about himself. Is it impossible to get me a cell phone service that I can use? I need high speed internet now. Texting abroad. Well, I use T-Mobile and I get all of those perks. God, I really am bored. Is this the maroon status I’ve been reading about? Magenta. Now that’s the T, T-Mobile that is. Oh, Jensen, did I see you sneak out early last night or were you just doing an impression of your wife after only one year of marriage?