Tony was glad the secretary appeared with the soda so he could get up and mask the shudder the visual image produced. He'd been in nasty dust ups and come out on the worse end and 'the insides as a giant bruise' rang familiar enough to be unpleasant. Not for the first time, Tony was grateful he was a member of the weaker sex.

"You two have everything ready for the big event?" He asked as he handed her the glass. "Need anything?"