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[[Trent is seated next to Mr. Jones, grinning greasily. Mr. Jones looks thrilled at the proposal.]]
Mr. Jones: I like it! Your proposal sounds like the perfect solution to our problem, Mr. Terrell. And the price is right, too.

[[Trent stands. Dwayne is looking at him, in disbelief.]]
Trent: Excellent! We'll draft up a final contract and have it on your desk by Wednesday. Now, if you'll excuse me for a moment...

[[Trent exits the panel and Mr. Jones and Dwayne are left alone.]]
Mr. Jones: My, you seem to have quite a knack for picking the cream of the employee crop, Dwayne. Trudy, Jason Barker, and now Mr. Terrell...

[[Mr. Jones smiles widely.]]
Mr. Jones: I think he's going to work out just fine!
[[Dwayne's eyes narrow.]]
Dwayne (thinks): Here's to hoping you're right...