<div class="floatright">(https://www.gannett-cdn.com/-mm-/eda0939bf9716bbdabc82a495264f5fe04a93ac1/c=0-82-877-575/local/-/media/2016/01/23/USATODAY/usatsports/olivia-wilde-22.jpg?width=3200&amp;height=1680&amp;fit=crop)</div>Olivia's rise was earlier than normal. Today was the big day. Well, for her anyway. Everyone else had done their part and she was expecting no less of herself. Today's meeting was scheduled in a setting much more in her own comfort zone. The board room. A simple power point presentation going over the financial support lined up over the coming months when, and if Peter and Jaclyn felt like jumping on board.<br/><br/>The room wasn't necessarily large, as far as board rooms went. It was a nice sized setup for Olivia to give her presentation but her presentation was primarily for an audience of two. There were a few other faces who would pad the presence of the room, up the numbers, give this a greater sense of communal involvement compared to the visual of Peter and Jaclyn being alone to make this decision, but Olivia's pitch was bound to be the same.<br/><br/>She had a fairly abrupt breakfast and spent her morning putting the finishing touches on the folders with the paperwork of her presentation for Jaclyn and Peter so that while she was talking them through it, they could double and triple check anything they were unsure of. The room itself was ironically supplied with it's own water cooler and Olivia was happy to help herself to a drink or two. Was this nerves she was feeling? ... She didn't get nervous... did she?