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At the President's office of the Wilson Company, Aaron is working at his desk when his assistant knocks on the door. The assistant walks in and stands respectfully in front of him. "Mr. Wilson, Olive Simon called. She has decided to accept your terms." Aaron does not look up. His deep gaze is fixed at the files on the computer. "Make an appointment and meet with her. Tell her what she needs to do." Somewhat embarrassed, the assistant replies, "Miss Simon has requested to see you.” Aaron lifts his head from the document. As the assistant starts getting stressed out by his stare, Aaron says, "Make a reservation at a restaurant and invite her to lunch." "Yes, sir," he assistant answers him, lowering his head and silently leaving the office. At noon, Katrina goes to a restaurant downtow