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“The roundtable is a total experience. I want them to leave wowed and begging to partner with WEJ. Food, venue, hotel. All of it is included. Nothing but the absolute best.”
Harper is turned towards me. Her face is intense. “Do you have a particular theme in mind?”
“No. I know I don’t want the same old boring box lunches or grilled chicken with green beans. I want every touchpoint to be an experience with WEJ.”
“Do you have dietary concerns?”
“I’m not sure about that.”
“We can create a survey and send to attendees.” She opens her planner and writes a few notes. “How many people are registered? Is registration still open? Are any of the caterers connected with the venue? Sit down or buffet?”
The next thirty minutes Harper is shooting questions like a marksman. She’s asking questions I didn’t consider, and I can’t recall having this conversation with the other planners.
The companies roll in and roll out. By the time we reached the last few Harper is running the entire conversation. We have one meeting left, and I peek down at her notes. She has pages of them. There are little stars and asterisks. And to think I doubted her. She’s proven her worth in the last few hours of sifting through all the people, menus, and details of feeding these people.
“Thank you, Harper.” I place a hand over hers, hearing a quick intake of her breath. I pull my hand away. “I apologize.”
“You’re welcome, Liam.”
“Liam, your final meeting is with Luxe Cuisine," Glenda announces.
We stand, and a statuesque woman enters the conference room. “Mr. Walsh, I’m Lydia Hamilton.”
“Nice to meet you, this is Harper Price our event coordinator and liaison.” The title stuck after the first meeting. This would give me a clean escape when I’m ready to pass the tasks off.
“Harper.”
I notice the curt tone, and apparently, Harper does too, her eyes slip towards me as we retake our seats.
I nod in Harper’s direction allowing her to take the lead. The questions are the same as before except Lydia is directing all of her answers to me. And the more she blatantly ignores Harper the more I’m ready to toss the rude woman out.
“What is your specialty, Miss Hamilton?”
“I prepared a few custom menus featuring clients’ favorites.” She pulls out several printed menus passing them to me. This earns her the signature Harper eye roll.
“Miss Hamilton we appreciate your time.” I slide the menus back across the table, planting my hand on the table prepared to see this obnoxious woman out when Harper’s hand rests on mine. I freeze.
“I got this,” she whispers, and I fall back in my seat.
“Miss Hamilton, you’re about to lose a hundred thousand dollar contract for your company, and the potential of future contracts. Is that your intent for this meeting?” The cut in her tone sends ice water down my spine. If I hadn’t asked her to marry me, I’d ask her a million times right now.
“Well…no.” She snaps her mouth shut.
“Then I suggest we conduct ourselves in a manner that shows you want to work with WEJ. Shall we?”
“Yes, Miss Price.”
The rest of the meeting went without issue.
“Thank you for your time, Miss Hamilton, we’ll be in touch.” Harper stands, and I do too. The moment Miss Hamilton leaves the room Harper spins in my direction.
“Liam, you can’t bark orders at people.”
“Actually, I can. This is a major opportunity. People have to want it, or they’ll squander it.”
Harper chuckles shaking her head. “What am I going to do with you?”
“Marry me.”
