"So that's the criteria you're using to make major business decisions?"
"There's just something about you I trust. Is that better?"
"Wasn't your family managing your money before? You don't trust them?"
"You're starting to hurt my feelings, Miss White. If you don't want to manage my twenty-two million just say the word."
"I don't want to manage your twenty-two million," I say defiantly.
"Gah!"
Saint slams his hand down on the table in what seems like part frustration and part amusement.
"I like you, Miss White, so I'm going to give you one more chance to answer correctly."
"What else do I need to say for you to understand? I'mnotinterested."
"What is this prejudice you have against me or is it with professional athletes in general? What jock broke your heart in college or was it high school?"
He's hitting a little too close to home, the arrogant baller.
"I had no interest in jocks then or now," I lie just a little. "I prefer musicians. I specifically selected this company to work at because we represent really great musicians, and call me crazy, but I want tolikethe people I work for."
"Ouch, that hurts," he chuckles. "You're cold blooded, Miss White, but I guess that's only going to work in my favor when you make the big endorsement deals for me."
"What endorsement deals? I'm only managing the books. Paying your bills."
"No, that's what you do for those reality show singers you represent. For me, you're going to go get some endorsement dollars. I'm big time, Miss White."
"That's not what I do."
"That's not what you're comfortable with. Two very different things."
"Don't you have a sports agent, Mr. Stevenson?"
"My uncle is my agent."
"But you still want me to do double the work? Manage the books and find you endorsement dollars. That's your uncle's job. I'm assuming he hasn't done much on your behalf."
"You should probably read over your contract, Miss White. Making me more money is definitely part of your job."
I can see that my comment about his uncle seemed to rub Saint the wrong way. I kind of like that I have wiped the smirk off of his face, even though this is one of the most unprofessional exchanges I've had with a client ever in my life.
"But as you well know, a sports agent typically handles your major deals."
"My uncle has my best interest at heart, and he'll negotiate my league contract next year, but it's difficult to get endorsement dollars when your team isn't playing well."
His heavy posture tells me all that I need to know. I've hit a sore spot, and I can't believe I'm thinking this, but I'm actually feeling a little bad for the millionaire.
"I'm sorry about that, but I don't know if I can do any more for you than your uncle. Maybe your team will have a better season this year and things will turn around."
"Have you watched us lately?"
"To be honest, Mr. Stevenson, I don't watch football. So I don't know much about The Nighthawks."
"Well that's going to have to change."
"A lot of things would have to change for this to work."
