Friday night
I was in a department store, eavesdropping as a disreputable salesman was making a pitch to an unsuspecting couple. Knowing that he was leaving out some important information, I butted in: "Did you remember to tell them about..." He whilred around and cut me off, saying, "Would you like to have lunch tomorrow?"
*****
Shades of "Glengarry Glen Ross."
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