"Excellent. Then I'm sure you'll receive his signature on it before the business day is out," she says, smiling winningly.

She tucks away her reading glasses in her clutch and settles back into her seat as the waiter brings her an appetizer and a drink. "But that's all business. Don't you have anything interesting to talk about, Mr. Sinclair? Gus - can I call you that? Any romantic prospects?"

She noticed him turning down her own overtures.