“There’s one other thing.” He reaches into his bag and retrieves a thick manila envelope which he hands to me. “His Highness requests that you read the enclosed and sign where appropriate. Should you have any questions, my contact information is on the first page. No need to courier it backā€”just to be sure to bring it with you when you come to the Palace this evening.”

I open the envelope and peek inside. “A Non-Disclosure Agreement?”

It’s comical and more than a little ironic. Shouldn’t he have taken care of this before he puked on me?

“It’s all very standard, I assure you,” he says.

I smile sweetly. “Oh, I’ve no doubt it is. I’ll be sure to give it the attention it deserves.”

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  1. on 22 Jun 2012 at 7:54 pmcat5050

    Hmmm, bet that is going in the circular file.