The silver, ornate spire of the Chrysler Building almost out-dazlled John's Creative Director. Keith's long, blonde, permed shoulder-length hair, animation and enthusiasm for future projects made John feel accomplished - when he'd actually accomplished very little.
On the wall, a minmalistic ad comprised of a drawing of a PC with the title 'Masterpiece'.
Gestering to the ad
John
"That's great.'
Keith
'Yes, I won some award for that. Disney went very well. We're going to make a great team.'
John
'Cool.'
Keith
'What you and David came up with for Cindy is fine. I just have to adjust somethings...a little refining. I'm confident we'll keep that account. I have a relationship with them too.'
John
'What will happen to Herb?'
Keith
"He'll be a 40 something guy with no accounts.'
John
'But he'll still be here?'
Keith
'No.'
John
'How long has he been here?'
Keith
'He was a lifer...I thought. At least 15 years. You cross Bernie...you are out'
John
'So where will he go?'
Keith
'The other Bernie will hire him for a while...see what business he can pull.'
John
'What a business.'
Keith
"actually John...it's a none-of-your-business.'
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