Email from: Harry Styles (harry.styles@stylesinternational.com)
To: Sasha Ginsberg (sginsberg@waterhousedesigns.co.uk)
Sasha,
How were your meetings with the artists today? R mentioned you had back to back meetings.
Regards,
Harry Styles
CEO, Styles International
Email from: Sasha Ginsberg (sginsberg@waterhousedesigns.co.uk)
To: Harry Styles (harry.styles@stylesinternational.com)
Harry,
They went well, I have narrowed it down to two. Also, I tried to purchase the Renoir but it has already been snapped up. My dad is on the hunt for more impressionist art though, I've decided you need another piece even though the Monet will always be the hero of your home.
Warm Regards,
Sasha Ginsberg
Senior Designer, Waterhouse Designs
P.s. I suggest you register your company again as Styles Intergalactic. It's far more fitting for the man who runs the universe.
Email from: Harry Styles (harry.styles@stylesinternational.com)
To: Sasha Ginsberg (sginsberg@waterhousedesigns.co.uk)
Sasha,
Sad to hear about the Renoir, but I'm sure it's new owner will appreciate. Did I tell you I hate miniatures? Please don't commission miniatures.
H
Harry Styles
CEO, Styles International
P.s. Your suggestion has been noted, although I'm not in the habit of doing business with those outside earth. Time zones are too tricky.
Email from: Sasha Ginsberg (sginsberg@waterhousedesigns.co.uk)
To: Harry Styles (harry.styles@stylesinternational.com)
H,
Why, Mr Styles, don't you realise I know you better than that? Small is never a word I would associate with you. Don't fret, the paintings will be large and ostentatious, just like everything else in your world.
S
Sasha Ginsberg
Senior Designer, Waterhouse Designs
P.s. Mergers and acquisitions are not stopped by timezones.
Email from: Harry Styles (harry.styles@stylesinternational.com)
To: Sasha Ginsberg (sginsberg@waterhousedesigns.co.uk)
S,
Ostentatious? Do you really think so poorly of me?
Harry Styles
Ostentatious CEO, Styles Intergalactic
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