Ves managed to raise the expectations of his potential customers. This was good for him, but not so good for others. This would be the perfect time for someone to spoil the party.
"I have a question!" A thirty-something year old woman with curling blond hair and a stylish beret stood up and asked.
The way she spoke with force and gravitas somehow pulled everyone's attention to her. Ves instantly recognized the training put the manner she modulated her voice. She meticulously trained to achieve this effect.
"Go ahead." Ves replied simply, trying to appear as unruffled as possible even as he recognized he faced a tough customer.
"I do not doubt the craftsmanship of these admittedly impressive copies, but they are from your top-of-the-line label, are they not? How many of them will be made available, and what are the differences between these mechs and your readily available offerings?"
