Eddie was smiling on his way down to his floor. When he got there he noticed Noah still pouring over documents, his table littered with papers and he decided to help his friend. Together they tried to pick out the right way to market the brochure, Noah thought they should hand it out to people walking on the streets, and Eddie thought it should be distributed to restaurants. There waiters could give customers the brochure along with their receipts, change and stuff. They poured over the work until it was twelve thirty, the only way they knew the time was when Samuel came to snap them out of it.
“Go for lunch, the papers aren’t running away. They will still be here when you get back.” Samuel told them, his hands gesturing to the papers. When they both nodded, he walked away to the elevator
