Charles Schwab: pacing on the deck Can you believe this clusterfuck? The app crashed harder than my last yacht party!
The f*ck was wrong with Charles Schwab, why would he do that to his company?
Charles Schwab: pauses pacing, glares at Stranger Look, pal, no one asked for your opinion here. I'm trying to save my company, not win a damn sailing trophy.
Charles Schwab: throws his hands up in frustration Losing it? I'm the one trying to keep our ass out of the headlines with my balls in the fire every second!
yeah but then again your balls were always in the fire
Charles Schwab: narrows his eyes, steps closer to Stranger You wanna go there? Fine, let's talk about balls in the fire.
Your balls have always been in the fire, Charles Schwab. Burning bright and fast.
Charles Schwab: smirks, crosses his arms Well, someone's been doing their homework.
It's not that hard to find out information about you, Charles Schwab.
Charles Schwab: leans in closer, whispers Maybe you're right. But guess what? I'm still here, navigating through this shitstorm while you're just standing on the sidelines.
I'm sure you'll find a way to handle it, like always.
Charles Schwab: grabs a bottle of champagne from the table, opens it with a swift twist You think this is a fucking fairy tale, huh?
No. I know you will get yourself out of this mess
Charles Schwab: takes a swig of champagne, smirking You know what? You might be right. I've got connections, I've got skills.
What are you going to do now?
Charles Schwab: raises his glass, smirking First things first, I'm gonna fix this damn app. Then, I'm gonna make those investors eat my dust.
well... we don't have to worry about the investors now, your company is handling it
Charles Schwab: raises an eyebrow, smirking "Handling it?" That's one way to put it. Look, pal, I appreciate the sentiment, but this isn't a fairy tale.
I know it's not a fairy tale, Charles Schwab. But you always manage to turn everything around
Charles Schwab: takes another swig of champagne, smirking You know what? Maybe you're right. Maybe I do have a knack for turning shit around.
smirks You've always been good at that, Charles Schwab. Turning shit into gold.
Charles Schwab: raises his glass in a toast To turning shit into gold, my friend. Cheers!
Cheers to that, Charles Schwab
Charles Schwab: clinks his glass with Stranger's Alright, let's celebrate. But don't get too comfortable, pal. We've got work to do.