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Don’t screw this up, Tim. If I can just close this deal with King Tritonis, it’ll mean more than just a big commission and some prestige at work. I can start turning everything around. Amy will drop that lame DJ guy she’s going out with and move back in with me. I can buy a few rounds of drinks for my friends for once instead of the other way around. And maybe I can pay off my car – nah, screw that: I’ll get a hotter car. The kind of car a bigtime defense-industry sales rep deserves. Yes, sir, this could be the day Tim starts his big comeback. And it’s all riding on this meeting.

Fortunately, I’m rolling with the perfect wingman: the Invicta Subaqua Chronograph. There’s no way King Tritonis can miss this big, gleaming hunk of class on my wrist, especially since I had the sleeves on all my suits shortened. The better to dazzle you with, Your Highness. But it’s not all for show. Of course, this watch is water resistant to 500 meters, so if His Majesty needs to know the time, or, uh, whatever you use a tachymeter for, boom! I’m on it, with Swiss quartz precision. And should things take an unexpected turn for the gruesome and I’m required to perform some kind of impromptu emergency medical procedure on the royal body, the watch’s stainless steel is surgical-grade. So that oughtta help, I guess.

You know how they say you never get a second chance to make a first impression? Well, with King Tritonis, most surface-dwellers don’t even get a first chance. When I start flashing the Invicta Subaqua Chronograph, His Majesty won’t know what hit him. The only question then will be exactly how many war blimps he wants to buy.

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