Brian's office. He and Cynthia (Hi, Cynthia!) are meeting with a Mr. Clayton Poole, a middle-aged guy hawking "Poolside Coolers," multi-colored bottled fruit drinks. He says that the response hasn't been as good as his company expected. Brian smirks, "Unless you hoped for less than 1\% of the market." Poole chuckles, "We need to change our image. When women think 'poolside,' they should think 'cool,' 'hip,' 'trendy.'" Well, for one thing, the label is totally unattractive. Even Bartles and Jaymes has a little bit of zip to it. Poole says he's looking for someone to add "spunk" to their ad campaign. Cynthia assures him, "Well, if you're looking for spunk, Mr. Poole, then you've definitely come to the right man." Hee. I love Cynthia. She's no Daphne, but she'll do in a pinch. Poole is going to cough up a $50,000 bonus if the market share is doubled. So, if they give him a proposal, he'll certainly consider it. Brian snorts, "Maybe you should consider this, Mr. Poole: Your stock took a nose-dive last quarter, and you have a shareholders' meeting in three days." Three days? Well, he certainly took his time looking for a solution, didn't he? Brian continues, "Unless you come up with something fast, your little family business will be bought out from under you at ten cents on the dollar." Harsh. Poole remarks that Brian's very blunt. Brian replies that Poole's out of time: "If you want me, hire me."