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While you're admiring the view, they try to engage in conversation. It's hard, you realize, to speak unless you're spoken to. They will, however, have a good time. The car begins to speed up again. After what seems like an eternity, a soft, confident voice speaks "Yes, Sir." "And will you come to me?" "For when I return you will have set terms with me." He waves a goodbye and the car swerves off the road, down the alley, and stops. You just can't help but to glance in the direction of that other, louder "road." It sounds like the call of another, more urgent call, coming from another location. You follow it, heart racing, for quite a while. Then the car swerves again, and you, well, feel disappointed. I've barely said the words "Return to the car" in the phone conversation, so you end up walking down the corridor, naked and precariously. You stop when you hear a soft soapy washcloth against your cheek, then the imposing door opens. Two men - one handsome, the other less so - come forward. One of them is obviously from the IT department, while the other is obviously from the sales department. What are their exact roles, you wonder? You also begin to worry, as you've yet to see an IT guy in all his splendor. How will I know they're not just local guys you've seen on TV?.
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