Possible Scenario Number Two - Members of the Board are about to meet to discuss Black Dragon's operations:
JL: "Good morning everyone. Thank you all for coming. I'd first like to go around the room and introduce each member for those who are new to our board."
JL, wearing an oil stained tank top which exposed the tattoo on his left bicep, indicating his love for his mother, began the introductions:
JL: "To my immediate left is Miss Represent. Lie, as we affectionately call her - short for Lilah - is in charge of all of our Press releases."
After a few pleasant hellos were exchanged JL continued:
JL: "Sitting next to Lie is Miss Leed. She is our liason with the local community."
After a few more pleasant hellos were exchanged JL continued:
JL: "Next we have our Attorney from the well known firm of Dewey, Cheatum, and Howe - Mister Reeman."
Mr. Reeman never looked up and remained true to his name -'Mystery Man'. Continuing around the conference table, JL continued:
JL: "Next we have our newest Director, Mister Integrity."
The newest board member stood up and indicated how pleased he was to be a part of this swell organization. He spent the next six minutes indicating how he was looking forward to meeting one on one with everyone and learning as much as he could about the operation from them all. He hadn't noticed that Mr. Reeman had quietly and innoculously pulled his chair back towards the wall. The result was quick and brought a roar of laughter from those in attendance.
Reeman: "Oh, I'm so sorry Mr Integrity. Are you all right?"
Integrity: "That's quite all right. I'm fine really." He dind't want to cause any hard feelings his first time meeting the group.
JL: "I should have warned you about sitting next to Reeman. He's always trying to drum up injury lawsuit business for his law firm. Moving along, next we have......"
JL paused, for a brief moment he had absolutely no idea who the next person was. The individual gracioulsy offerred his name.
"Hi, I'm Xavier Con. I'm in charge of all production counting and reporting."
JL: "I'm sorry. I forgot. It's so seldom that we ever get to see you. I didn't recognize you without your hat and sunglasses. How are you?"
XCon: "Fine, considering that you never return my calls."
Ignoring the last remark, JL introduced the last member in attendance: "This young lady is Ima Felon. Ima is our bookkeeper, and a darn good one at that. She somehow manages to keep not one, not two, but THREE sets of books for us."
The room suddenly went silent. Ima was staring straight into the cold, black eyes of JL. Though his thick glasses were reflecting the morning's rising sunlight, everyone could see the fear in his eyes.
JL: "Ha HA - I was just kidding. Just one set. That's all. One set. Right Ima?"
Ima wasn't smiling, nor did she acknowledge JL's poor attempt at covering up his faux par.
JL: "Oh, and joining us via conference call from the shores of Ireland, our second newest member, Mister......Mister......"
From the speaker phone came a loud voice peppered with obvious annoyment: "Mister Izzy Sorry."
JL: "Yes, I'm, ah, sorry, Mister Sorry."
There was trickle of laughter emanatating from Miss Leed and Miss Represent. Upon seeing the unfriendly looks from others, they quickly cleared their throats and sat up straight.
JL: "Now that everyone has been introduced, this meeting is declared open and closed."
JL softly banged the table with what looked like a broken six-iron, and promptly left the room, the building, and drove away in his new Bentley. As everyone began to disperse, Mr. Integrity asked why they were all leaving and why the meeting was so abruptly ended. Reeman answer for the group:
Reeman: "Oh, that's how JL handles every board meeting. that way there are no conflicts, no shouting matches, and no arguments. Everyone leaves happy."
Integrity: "Happy? How can everyone be happy when we haven't discussed any of the important issues?"
Lie: "According to JL there aren't any important issues that need to be discussed. Between JL, XCon, Ima Felon, and the rest of us, we manage to fix, hide, conceal, or bury the important stuff. See ya next time."
Lie and the others were off in a flash, leaving Integrity alone in the building. As he pondered his predicament, the phone began ringing. Instinctively, he answered it:
Int: "Black Dragon Resources."
For a few seconds there was no answer at the other end. Then a voice asked:
"Lou, is that you? It's me - TBird. I was trying to reach JL to ask him about today;s Press Release."
Int: "Today's Press Release?"
Tbird: "Yeah. It says the board met this morning to review the audit results, and it was decided to issue another 40 million shares to pay for...Hello? Hello?
TBird never got to finish his sentence. He heard the phone fall to the concrete floor.
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