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“So what made you suddenly decide that you’re ready to get back out there again?” Kendra asked.
I pulled off my jacket and draped it over the back of my chair. “Nothing in particular.”
She stared at me skeptically.
“Patrick’s dating someone else.” I looked down at my desk.
“I’m sorry, Bee.”
“There’s nothing to be sorry for. We’re broken up. Of course he’s dating someone else.”
“Still. Are you okay?”
“Yeah, I’m fine. I think I needed to hear that he had completely moved on. I just needed a push. I’m done thinking about that asshole. And I should be dating someone else too.”
“Absolutely.” Kendra patted my shoulder. “Fuck him.”
I smiled at her. That wasn’t the first time she had said that. Probably closer to the hundredth. “And I’m taking your advice. I’m going to pitch one of my ideas at the meeting today.”
“What happened to you overnight? I like this new kick ass Bee. I better get to my cubicle before Mr. Ellington gets mad at you before you’ve even done anything wrong. I’ll see you in the meeting.”
I turned my computer on as Kendra walked away. Kick Ass Bee. I’m not sure anyone had ever described me that way ever. But I liked it. Today was going to be the day that I turned everything around.
* * *
“Jenkins, work on getting that into effect. I’ll contact the V.P. of Sword Body Wash. But I’m sure this will be a go,” Mr. Ellington said.
I jotted the decision down in my notebook, even though it wasn’t a good idea. Any company could sponsor a segment on a news station. And this one wasn’t even local. Layla’s Predictions was only broadcast in Miami. Yes, it had tons of viewers because Layla was hot and they made her do all sorts of random stuff. But Miami wasn’t even half the size of New York.
“Great work this week team. This account is our focus for the first quarter of the year. And we’ll need some more ideas for the campaign just in case the V.P. wants to go in a different direction. We can’t afford to lose this account. We’ll have another meeting next Wednesday. I’ll want to hear more than one pitch.”
“Mr. Ellington?” I said. My heart was beating out of my chest.
“Did you need Jenkins to repeat the pitch, Bridget?”
“No. I um…” I let me voice trail off. You can do this. “I actually have an idea on how to promote Sword Body Wash.”
“We’re going with Jenkins’ idea.” He looked away from me.
“Which isn’t a good idea. No offense, Jenkins.”
Jenkins lowered his eyebrows slightly.
“Layla’s Predictions is only aired in Miami. And Sword Body Wash specifically said they wanted to grow their brand in New York. That’s why they came to us. Because they knew we can do local guerilla style campaigns. The Knicks cheerleaders always perform in Central Park before game nights to help sell tickets. What if we joined up with them? Have an actor spray himself with Sword Body Spray and get the cheerleaders to chase him through Central Park? Everyone would see it. No one would know if it was real or not. News stations would inadvertently pick it up. It would be huge. And ridiculously cheap. That’s the kind of thing that gets people’s attention these days.”
Jenkins laughed. “What would you know about what gets a man’s attention?”
“Excuse me?” He didn’t know about Patrick cheating on me. Had someone told him? Had someone told the whole office? I could feel my face turning red.
“Because you’re not a man. Men want to look at a hot girl on T.V. doing silly stuff. Layla’s Predictions is the perfect platform for a sponsorship by Sword.”
Oh. I was flustered by his previous comment. I took a deep breath. “But it’s not what they asked for. They want something in New York.”
“And do you have connections to the Knicks?” Mr. Ellington said. “To get all of this set up?”
“No, but I…”
“Or maybe you know one of the cheerleaders?” Jenkins said.
