[[Exterior of a popular coffeshop - OKAY IT'S STARBUCKS]]
HORTENSE: Excuse me! Are you Jill?
JILL: I am! It's good to meet you! How are you?
[[Interior of said coffeshop]]
MEREDITH: Great! Thanks for meeting us on such short notice.
HORTENSE: Did you get a chance to look at the prospectus we emailed you?
JILL: I did, and let me be honest: I think it's a mess. You're gonna have the S.E.C. all over you like yellow on big bird.
MEREDITH: Really? You think so?
JILL: Oh yeah. And I hope you've got a budget for litigation defense - your ad materials are full of terms that some would consider highly offensive racial slurs.
JILL: Also, maybe you missed the press release, but all new businesses now have to send the mayor a live musk-ox, and I didn't see that mentioned in the document.
MEREDITH: You're not Jill, are you.
NOT ACTUALLY JILL: No.
{{header: let's meet up at WONDERMARK.COM}}
{{alt-text: i have come so close to doing this so many times}}