From: God of Babylon To: Gorgeous, Red Subject: Derek's Birthday
Vance is going to have a heart attack when he see the price tag, but I'll call in the morning and see what we can do for a group rate and possibly during the week when there are less people and the nut jobs can relax (which is pretty much the opposite of what I like).
Also, Nell, fuck the cake. You have a much more important job. You know how he never went out on a date? You're so asking him out. I'd do it, because anything in the name of expanding horizons, but he might shoot me. He's not going to shoot you and everyone should at least go out on a proper date once in his life. We'll find him a suit and he can be properly uncomfortable all night long, just like he should be. It's a rite of passage that's coming almost fifteen years too late.