Characters: Danny Taylor, Alistair Lane, any others. Setting: Tech launch. Content: Worksafe. Summary: A smaller communications firm is launching a new video-phone, all the local celebrities and Axis whose-who are invited. The usual parade of ego and boredom ensues.
Danny stood near the bar, dry Martini in hand, the other in his pocket as he surveyed the launch party. Nicely cut, expensive suit and light blue shirt with his hair neatly styled and 'public smile' perfectly schooled onto his features; Danny looked every bit the anchor-man. He wasn't much of a party-goer but he knew public appearances were part of the job description; luckily Alistair was much better at them and Danny had enough natural charm without even really trying to fake it.
The party was small but extravagant; a veritable list of the Axis society milled about, complimentary champagne flutes in their hands. No expense had been spared in an attempt to make the new gadget a must-have for anyone who could afford it.
Danny sipped his Martini, a little bored. Mostly his mind elsewhere; the new story his mind couldn't let go of, he wanted to run it past Alistair but had no idea where the other had got to.