Fairchild was still pondering what other things Tang had done unbeknownst to her and while she didn't like him or anyone going behind her back like this, the man still had some good ideas. depite his means which in all honesty, turned her off. A simple gag or confidentiality clause would ensure that the Dwf's secrets and inner workings would be kept within it's walls.
With her bases covered, Candice's mind moved onto the matter at hand, she was already on the verge of another thought when Tang's voice brought her attention back to him.
"Candice?"
"Perhaps Mr. Tang" she retorted and flashed Tang a grin. "I do like your idea about the planes however i'd be remiss if I didn't point out that the upper tier of the roster already own private jets so they may be reluctant to board a single shared plane." she stated pointedly. "Some of the rivalries are all too real such as Damien and Enigma's, if those two were on the same jet, it'd be a guarantee that it would come down and god knows where they'd crash it."
"I'll tell you what though Mr. Tang, we'll throw it on the proverbial wall and see if it sticks, we can certainly add another plane to the ones we have, maybe even do something spectacular like have The Blue Angels fly an escort for them" Candice smiled, her mind filling with ideas once again.
Candice was about to share another idea with Tang when she heard a page come through for her prompting her to walk over towards the house phone situated on the wall and call in. After the brief call, the Dwf president returned to Tang with an apologetic look on her face.
"I'm afraid we'll have to pick this up later on. I'm on my way up to my office if you'd care to finish our conversation along the way"
