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Post by msb on Dec 5, 2006 10:46:11 GMT -4
Continued From: triad332.proboards84.com/index.cgi?board=candicesoffice&action=display&thread=1165038797After hearing about a rather interesting conversation between the exceptional tag team duo that is $Cash Money Inc.$ and a viable future employer, the woman behind the concept and overall success of these two men searches within her cellphone's phonebook for a number. It was a good thing she remembered to save this number since it somewhat proved to be of interest to her boys... Flipping her hair to the side, she presses the TALK button and goes on to place the phone near her ear. She awaits for the familiar voice she's been in contact with before in hopes of finding a suitable date to pay this woman a visit... |
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Post by Candice Angel on Dec 5, 2006 11:26:57 GMT -4
$-Candice sat in her office chair behind her desk eyes fixated on the plasma television in the corner of her office intently watching the showcasing of some of the newest fashions scheduled for a Spring release. Her facial expressions rapidly morph from excited, to more excited to disappointed to excited once again within mere moments. Then her eyes grow to an enormous size as she catches a glimpse of the absolutely ADORABLE purse being showcased on the television screen. Candi Cane seemed to be almost in lust with the hand bag as she actually stood up at the sight of it being modeled by a woman who honestly could use a few lessons in the art of "selling" merchandise. After a few moments of intense staring and almost salivating at the screen she turns to reach for her phone muttering under her breath...-$
[glow=blue,2,300]Oh no...I WILL NOT be waiting until Spring to have that...Candi needs that NOW!...[/glow]
$-Before she can pick up the receiver her secretary buzzes her with...-$
[glow=green,2,300]Kimberly: Ms. Candice, you have a one Miss Silvia Banks on line 7 waiting to speak with you ma'am. [/glow]
$-Candi pauses as she recognizes the name being relayed to her over the phone intercom. Her smile slowly grows as she hurries back to her chair preparing herself for the long awaited conference with the mind behind the charismatic tandem tag team.-$
[glow=blue,2,300]Thank you Kimberly. Transfer that call for me ASAP will you sweetie?[/glow]
$-After hearing confirmation from her secretary, the call is patched directly through to Candi's phone in her office and she greets the call with...-$
[glow=blue,2,300]Miss Banks! Such a pleasure to hear from you on this day. I take it your clients relayed you the information surrounding our last conference call?[/glow] |
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Post by msb on Dec 6, 2006 0:34:44 GMT -4
"I must have the bag!..."
Covering the phone's receiver, she presses a button on her mahogany desk...
"Derrick?? Channel 27... Yes... I know... It is simply GORGEOUS... see to it that you call the necessary vendors... Yes... the model can't simply work that bag...*scoffs*... Yes I'm sure YOU could *giggles*... Now chop chop... I wish to have word about this bag ASAP... Oh and in pink..."
She clicks the intercom off, and quickly returns to the call...
"Hello Ms. Angel? My apologies... something suddenly came up and I had to get that settled... Hmm.... those shoes..."
Apparently she was a sucker when it comes to fashion, so she goes on to turn off the distracting plasma television... She tries to get back in business woman mode...
"Umm... yes they have... apparently you have quite the way with words... Chri$ is speaking very highly of you as of late... silly boy tee hee... But as for that meeting??..."
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Post by Candice Angel on Dec 6, 2006 0:58:02 GMT -4
$-With her vision still focused on the less than professional fashion showing one of her long sleek legs gyrates erratically at the sight of a pair of shoes that were just to DIE for as she thinks...-$
[glow=blue,2,300]Oh my...God created me to WEAR those shoes...Where's that number?...[/glow]
[glow=blue,2,300]Umm Yes Miss Banks...
God those shoes could be better than sex...
Yes Mr. Ca$h seemed to be quite..."Excited"...The last time we spoke as well as Mr. Dollaz...And concerning the meeting I requested with your clients and yourself, I am of course flexible and can work my schedule around to accommodate you if need be?...[/glow]
$-Candice had now leaned back in the chair slowly crossing one leg over the other as her gaze focused on the television screen once again as she awaited a response...-$ |
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Post by msb on Dec 6, 2006 11:40:47 GMT -4
Little did both ladies know that they had been watching the same channel while they spoke with each other. Now honestly, what are the odds of that happening? Perhaps these two ladies are more alike than we thought. But of course, Silvia knew that the television was becoming a distraction at the moment thus explaining why she turned it off.
"Yes.. it's been a while since they've been on the road and especially being broadcast of the silver screen... They've both have been so good putting up with it... especially since they've been quite busy honing their skills and helping little ol' me with a side project I have in the works. Always the busy beavers I suppose..."
She pauses, and begins to check her schedule on her PDA.
"Hmm... How does three days from now sound? Myself and the boys would arrive there... one moment.... around threeish in the afternoon? So I believe that an hour later, being four o'clock, would be enough time for us to clear the airport and arrive at the...."
Silly Silvia... she was unaware of where exactly in Toronto these Towers were located...
"...Umm Ms. Angel... what exactly is the address of your current location?"
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Post by Candice Angel on Dec 6, 2006 15:27:26 GMT -4
$-Letting out a small sigh as she realizes she won't be able to make that phone call to some "friends in high places" to secure those shoes and that magnificent purse. Yes life is a bitch sometimes. She chimes in as she reaches for her remote from her desk and replies with a bit of disappointment in her voice...-$
[glow=blue,2,300]Of course Miss Banks. I had no doubt that the young duo would be keeping up their abilities to the extremely high level that they are. $CashMoneyInc.$ is exactly what the APW needs in terms of prominent and dominant tag teams...Hmm...Side project you say?...Sounds interesting Miss Banks...And knowing you I'm sure it is quite so...[/glow]
[glow=blue,2,300]God I NEED those shoes...God if you love me PUH-Lease!...Send me those shoes...
Oh the address?...Very well...When you arrive in Toronto have your driver bring you all to 1500 Hollinsworth located in the business district of downtown Toronto Miss Banks...You can't miss the Angel Towers ma'am...They ARE of course the most visually impressive among the lot of them...You'll know them when you see them...Trust me...[/glow] |
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Post by msb on Dec 6, 2006 16:52:33 GMT -4
Then it's settled... scheduled three days from now at 4PM... Your guests? Myself and the boys... Umm.... perhaps that will do?...
She pauses, as if pondering whether or not there was someone else she's forgetting...
"... Anyhow we'll be greatly looking forward to meeting you... well I know for a fact Chri$ will be especially, tee hee..."
Pressing the intercom on her desk yet again, she speaks...
"Derrick?? Reminder please... three or four First Class tickets to Toronto.... Yes Canada silly boy... Well since today is Monday... Thursday should be just peachy... Thank you Derrick... Oh and any news about you know what?..... Really?? I could kiss you... Already? Well you work fast don't you? Umm actually don't answer that... One moment though..."
She returns to her call...
"Ms. Angel... I wouldn't be as generous as I am if I did not bring you a present... now tell me... What is your shoe size and preferable color??"
She snickers to herself, while she listened intently for an answer... that is if the dear girl didn't faint on her...
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Post by Candice Angel on Dec 6, 2006 21:33:49 GMT -4
[glow=blue,2,300]Hmm...I gather that would do Miss Banks...Unless there's someone...Else...You feel should tag along? Tee Hee...But of course I also very much look forward to our impending meeting and hopefully negotiations afterwards...[/glow]
$-Candi pauses herr words as she knows exactly what Miss Banks was implying and whom she was referring to...Then she hears something about...Shoes?...Could it be?!!?
[glow=blue,2,300]Ohhhh...MY shoe size? Oh my Miss Banks you surely don't have to but...If you insist I'm a petite girl so be a darling and bring me a 4 and that should suffice thank you very much...[/glow] $-A small giggle escapes from Candice as she begins to day dream in anticipation about the gift coming her way in a few days...-$ |
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Post by msb on Dec 7, 2006 12:32:39 GMT -4
"A four? Hmm... that should be no problem whatsoever... and as an added incentive, I'll have that certain someone who might be tagging along with myself and the boys hand deliver it to you when we arrive. Oh and one more thing... you surely need to take me out to see the sights... by which I mean fashion, fashion, FASHION Ms. Angel."She hoped that Canada had at least THAT to offer her, IF they decided to sign on the dotted line. She was also sure that CMI would want THAT and an exicting night life to partake in. We can hope, eh?  "And before I let you go... be sure to have that check book in hand when we arrive... Bye bye Ms. Angel... Kisses to you and yours..."She presses her intercom before hanging up..."Derrick? Add a size 4 pair to that order if you would... Thank you, honey..."
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Post by Candice Angel on Dec 7, 2006 14:59:42 GMT -4
[glow=blue,2,300]I'll make sure to do that...Buh Bye Miss Banks...And the same to you and yours ma'am...[/glow]
$-With that the call had ended and a look of satisfaction came over Candice's flawless face as she threw her arms up over her heads as she leaned back snugly placing her back into the chair behind her desk. Within seconds her hands lay intertwined behind her head firmly placed on her neck as she closed her eyes thinking to herself...-$
[glow=blue,2,300]Who are Casey & Chantell kidding?...I sooooo own their asses...Tee Hee...[/glow] [/sub] THE END |
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