Stocky, clean shaven, confident, he clenches the briefcase packed with $20 million in large bills and strolls across the helipad of the corporate center toward the black-suited, black-hatted men with dark ties, smoking and gesticulating just out of the path of the swirling blades of the sleek helicopter. As he approaches with a confident scowl, he gathers a large breath, and shouts above the din of the swirling blades, "GUESS WHAT?"
His suited audience freezes and their smiles melt first to disbelief, then to frowns. They shrug in a dramatic way, suits and ties folded in the breeze.
"GUSWAT" ... hand firmly clenched on briefcase handle with all the millions, he darts on last smile at them, sprints to the side of the building, and jumps, to the horror of all visible at least to the naked eye.
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