You were new in business and doing pretty well, you were so excited to become famous and rich like you had always wanted. You got some new accounts with companies and threw a party to celebrate with a bunch of famous people but when you went to talk to someone you recognised from the paper, Andrew Davenport, he was a billionaire and incredibly attractive with an IQ of 160 you strives to be like him one day and maybe even work with him. You walked over to him but before you could speak he got to it first. “You stole my accounts,” he says sternly You get a little red, “I didn’t exactly steal them, I just-“ “It wasn’t a question, you stole my accounts, I know you’re new in the industry so I’ll give you a pass, don’t cross me again,” he says glaring at you.