[really, vox still doesn't see the appeal of the whole clown thing. clowns? really? but taking a chance on fizzarolli turned out to have been incredibly lucrative, and now two game shows with a season each and half a dozen commercials later, vox--well, he sees the draw of fizzarolli, if nothing else.
the little guy is the picture-perfect employee. he's had no complaints. no fires to put out. no complaints about him, either, which is a real lucky break, after some of the deals made around here in the past-- so!
if taking a chance on fizz worked out the last time, vox thinks, he can take another one, and let the guy have a little more say in the business side of his own brand. calling the first toy sale fizztek has generated plenty of buzz, and the design contest for the next one is going a little crazy, actually. much better than vox anticipated!
he's sorted out all the creepy fuckdoll ones and even a handful that looked a little suspicious, and he's sent someone to fetch fizz and join him in the conference room. the one with the sharks. could he have mentioned what this was about first, probably, but whatever - he's only an okay kind of boss, after all.
he looks up from the submission he's considering when fizz comes in and gestures for him to pull up a seat.]
There you are! I've got a surprise for you. Come here.
[come, come, sit. have a drink. there are drinks! vox spins the submission paper around and slides it down the table; it's clearly a child's drawing of what looks like a bunch of tiny fizzes all dangling in a chain. it's a barrel of monkeys, But Fizzarolli.]
employee of the month forever au
the little guy is the picture-perfect employee. he's had no complaints. no fires to put out. no complaints about him, either, which is a real lucky break, after some of the deals made around here in the past-- so!
if taking a chance on fizz worked out the last time, vox thinks, he can take another one, and let the guy have a little more say in the business side of his own brand. calling the first toy sale fizztek has generated plenty of buzz, and the design contest for the next one is going a little crazy, actually. much better than vox anticipated!
he's sorted out all the creepy fuckdoll ones and even a handful that looked a little suspicious, and he's sent someone to fetch fizz and join him in the conference room. the one with the sharks. could he have mentioned what this was about first, probably, but whatever - he's only an okay kind of boss, after all.
he looks up from the submission he's considering when fizz comes in and gestures for him to pull up a seat.]
There you are! I've got a surprise for you. Come here.
[come, come, sit. have a drink. there are drinks! vox spins the submission paper around and slides it down the table; it's clearly a child's drawing of what looks like a bunch of tiny fizzes all dangling in a chain. it's a barrel of monkeys, But Fizzarolli.]
What do you think of that? Be honest.