Free Campaign for Love by Annabelle Stevens, Sorcha MacMurrough

putting
    cinnamon and nuts between the layers."
     
     
"That sounds fantastic," enthused Cyrus Reed.
     
     
"Dumplings are even easier. You simply lay your Quik-Bix on a cooked
    stew or fricassee, cook them uncovered for about ten minutes, then
    covered for another ten. They're lighter and more uniform in size
    than
    home-made. And since they're light, people eat more of them, which
    won't hurt your sales," said Suzanna with a grin.
     
     
"That's what we're aiming for, to sell more of them," said Barry.
     
     
"Another popular recipe calls for Quik-Bix, a deep fat fryer, and a
    brown bag with cinnamon and sugar. After frying the 'doughnuts' you
    simply shake them in the bag with the sugar and cinnamon for the
    tastiest, tender doughnuts you've ever eaten.
     
     
"If you want to be real fancy, you can roll them out slightly, put a
    teaspoon of thick preserves off center, fold it over, moisten the
    edges
    to seal it, then proceed as before."
     
     
Cyrus smiled. "Those recipes sound so delicious and so easy. I'll
    have
    to tell my wife about them."
     
     
"There are more," said Suzanna. "Most of them just as easy, but
    you'll
    find them all in the layouts. Sticky-buns, assorted sweet rolls and
    salt sticks, to mention a few."
     
     
"You're a real prize, if I may say so, Ms. Sills," said Barry
    Jarvis.
    He leaned in closer and proposed a toast.
     
     
"Here's to booming sales in no time, and some of those great
    sounding
    doughnuts as soon as we can get our test kitchen to work."
     
     
He and Suzanna seemed to hit it off immediately, which should have
    made
    Quentin happy. That was not, however, the impression he gave Suzy
    throughout the rest of the lunch, going more and more quiet
    throughout
    the afternoon the more Barry tried to draw her out, and became more
    chatty himself.
     
     
The spreads were a huge hit, as she knew they would be. So why
    didn't
    Quentin look more pleased?
     
     
Finally, having concluded their lunch and their business, they said
    their goodbyes. As they rose to leave, Cyrus Reed exacted a promise
    from Suzy to visit their test kitchen with Quentin at their first
    opportunity.
     
     
Suzanna and Quentin taxied back to the office not quite an hour
    later
    than usual. Suzanna had a feeling of elation over the kudos she'd
    earned.
     
     
This is definitely where it's at for me, she exulted inwardly.
     
     
After saying "See you later," to a rather surly looking Quentin, she
    got right on her next surge of ideas.
     
     
Back in her office, Suzanna got onto her computer right away and
    started to map out a campaign for another of Imperial Foods'
    products,
    'Spudz' an instant mashed potato that Suzy used in lots of
    unexpected
    but delicious ways. She was sure they would also be a pleasant
    surprise
    to the Imperial Foods clients.
     
     
Off and on she could hear the sound of Quentin's voice giving
    instructions to Sharon, or talking on the phone. She would have
    liked
    to discuss some of her ideas with him, but he sounded too busy, and
    after all, he had not been in the best mood after the lunch. In
    fact,
    he had been most curt in the taxi.
     
     
After what seemed only minutes, she heard Sharon call, "Goodnight,
    Mr.
    Pierce. Goodnight, Suzanna."
     
     
She glanced at her watch and saw it was already five o'clock. She
    called, "Goodnight, Sharon," and started to get her desk back into
    some
    sort of order.
     
     
Something made her look up. There was Quentin, watching her from the
    doorway with a bemused expression.
     
     
"Oh, hi, Quentin. Anything I can do for you?" Suzy asked.
     
     
"Uh, no, not really, unless you have some ideas on Spudz you'd like
    to
    bounce off me."
     
     
"As a matter of fact, I think I have some terrific ones. I was
    sitting
    here wishing I could do just that, but you sounded so busy.''
     
     
"Never too busy for my star," he said with a shake of his head as he
    walked in and sat down in what Suzy was beginning to think of as
    'his'
    chair.
     
     
"I