Porrim laughs again, sort of flabbergasted but finding herself intrigued by the idea. "Look," she says, mostly to placate him. "I will do my damnedest to find you someone affiliated with mayonnaise in some way shape or form. Hell, maybe we could even land you a spokesperson deal or something." She tosses her hair over her shoulder, rather haughtily.

"If anyone could pull it off, it'd be me. But I'm not making any promises, here. You're still expected to perform regardless of who your sponsors happen to be."