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for someone less

qualified than you.

You know this has

been illuminating,

but I am really

am very, very busy.

Miss Quinn, please.

Please sit down.

Please sit down. Please.

I... I haven't got

to my point yet.

They're going

to fire you.

Excuse me?

Yes, your ingenious

Russian proposal.

How do you know

about that?

How do you know

all of my business?

Shh!

Shh!

I'm only trying to help.

You know,

it's extraordinary

the conversations people will

have in front of their cleaners.

It's like...

like we don't exist.

What conversations?

Well, I'm not a businessman,

but I certainly

got the gist of it.

What conversations?

Well, the Russians

won't accept your plan

unless it's kept secret

among senior staff...

and only

the senior staff.

They don't seem to think

that you qualify.

Well, I don't believe you.

Well, uh, you...

you're probably right.

The ramblings

of an old man, eh?

Who would notice?

Hey, this is a good bit.

Look there.

Would you like a peanut?

Oh, is MKA in?

He's just left.

That's odd.

Someone from the Prime

Minister's Office is in the lobby.

Says he has

an appointment.

Hmm.

Oh, no, that's

not right at all.

Ahem.

Well, I seem

to be the end

of the whole restaurant.

You look wonderful.

Well, I heard reinvention

was the latest craze.

Thought I'd try

it on for size.

Thank you for seeing me.

Well, don't thank me

too quickly.

Um, ahem.

It's bad news, I'm afraid.

We can't offer you a position.

Really, why not?

There's a conflict

of interests.

Lon Di is our largest client,

back to the Boer War.

We funded Ernest Ashtoncroft's

first diamond mines 70 years ago.

Well, it's done

all the time.

You simply ask their

permission to speak with me.

Say I know nothing

about it, unsolicited.

That sort of thing.

I did.

Look, and I tell you this

in confidence as an old friend.

But they're saying you're

grossly incompetent.

Claim you botched their

relations with the Russians.

That is absolutely

ridiculous.

I am sorry.

Word came down quietly you

are not to be touched by us

or in all likelihood by anyone

doing business with Lon Di.

Well, that's every

last company on earth.

You said you, um,

had something else to discuss.

Well, I... I feel

stupid now.

I was going to finally

accept your offer of dinner.

Well, that, um, would have

to be unadventurous.

Married now five years,

three rather boisterous

girls to prove it.

You should come

over one Sunday.

Mmm, good soup.

Early lunch, Miss Quinn?

Very early

and very long.

I'm taking

the afternoon off.

Placed a bet,

Miss Quinn?

Oh, I never gamble.

Not on dogs, cards,

or strangers.

You were right.

Was I?

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