Interesting indeed.
Harrison walked into the room, hands in his pocket. He glances around and sees the flowers he ordered aren’t here. It hasn’t been that long, so surely they can’t be dead already. Was there a mix up?
“Harrison Drake, CEO of Megamind Incorporated. Hey, how are you?” he asked, reaching his hand out to the other man.
Jack stared at his hand for a moment. It would be rude to ignore it. He reaches out and takes it, and the man pumps his hand with enough force to cause him to become off balanced for a moment.
“I-I’m good. Jack Maple. M-my name’s Jack Maple I… I uh. Artist. Hello.” he said weakly, managing to pull his hand away from Harrison before looking down at Katelynn. “I, I’ll be outside okay?”
Jack Maple 