"Bravo!" McGreggor bellowed with a hearty chuckle and wider than necessary grin. "I can practically hear potential candidates lining up already." It was dollar signs that danced in his head, though. Grandeur was never a part of the deal for him. Sure, the startup would be bumpy but once the amateurs had been weeded out, profit! "Ofcourse your charm would prove useful but I also expect you have a discerning eye when it comes to selecting associates." 'Otherwise, how would a woman of her dimensions have survived on her own for so long?' "Although the building to be used as headquarters will take some time to renovate, we can use the time for advertising and recruitment purposes."<br/><br/>"Your plans are all well and good but remember MY stake in this, McGreggor." Terrance chided, his stern warning taking the boyish twinkle from McGreggor's eyes.<br/><br/>"Do not worry your pretty little head off," he returned, equally unamused by the other's conduct. "You'll not be disappointed."<br/><br/>"See to it that I am not, for your sake."