Michael made a few calls to his mother and Kay Jewelers, so he can purchase at a diamond ankle bracelet for Maris. "Hey, This is Michael, how are you," he replied, "Oh, Hi, Mr. Jackson, what can we do for you," the saleswoman replied, "I'm looking for a diamond ankle, which were sent to your store all the way from France, and I'd like to come in and take a look at them if you don't mind," Michael replied, "Sure, Mr. Jackson, we'll be glad to do it," the saleswoman replied, "Good, I'll stop in on my lunch hour, "Michael replied, and hung up the phone. As CEO of his own company, Michael had the power to do what he wanted; in addition, doing what wanted even if it's staying out for an hour during his lunch break. The idea of spending two weeks in Paris with his dream girl, was just what Michael needed, and the desire of wanting to be with her had his hormones raging out of control, that he'd get the urge to go back home a take a cold shower until he cooled off.
It almost lunchtime, and Michael called Martoni's to make reservations for him and Maris to lunch; as well, obtaining his passport and picking up the diamond ankle bracelet for Maris. As Michael was looking over the proposal from the meeting earlier that day, Michael was quite pleased with the results and the feedback he received from his employees; in addition, to appointing Quantrell interim CEO, while he's away for two weeks, so he summoned him to his office in order to go over the details. "Yes, Michael, I understand you summoned me," Quantrell replied, "Yes, While I'm away, you're going to be running this company, and I trust that you will do a good job in my absence,"Michael replied, "We've been friends for a long time, and you know the business inside and out, so that's why I chose you hold down the fort," Michael replied. "Thanks, Michael, I really appreciate that, and I'll do my best," Quantrell replied. Michael and Quantrell went over the duties and regulations for the next two hours up until lunchtime.
As Michael was about to leave the office, he notified Gladys that he was going to be out of the for at least an hour, and he wasn't taking any calls until he got back. "I'm going out, and I'll be back within an hour," Michael replied, "By the way, leave all of my phone messages on my desk if you don't mind". "Okay, Mr. Jackson," Gladys replied, "I'm taking care of the travel arrangements right now". "Thank you," Michael replied, and he walked out the door.
