There are only three things in life I'm passionate about: my family, sports, and hating Archer Holloway.
He's the most prolific associate at the firm and out earns everyone at our level. Plus, he's annoyingly good-looking and is somehow able to charm everyone. Everyone except me.
His athlete roster might be impressive, but his tactics for signing clients can be questionable at best.
So, when the chance arises to stealthily pitch to someone he's gunning for, I don't hesitate.
Two can play at this game.
Archer
I don't understand why Lincoln Fox hates me. Okay, so maybe I signed a few athletes he was pursuing, but that's not personal. It's business.
I really do think he'd come to like me if he got to know me. He won't give me the time of day though. He never has. Which is a shame because Fox is the most attractive man I've ever met.
The more he argues with me, the more everyone around us thinks there's a spark between us. The office pool is over two thousand dollars now, but they're backing the wrong horse. No one will win this bet because the chance of us hooking up are less than zero. Fox will never see me as anything more than an over-competitive jerk. Everyone is wasting their money.
