The man slid several charts across the desk. "Especially after the battle with Iron Vultures."
West glanced at the graphs before pushing them toward Aria.
She immediately began reviewing every page while the representative continued.
"We'd like to sign you as one of Silver Crest's public ambassadors."
West raised an eyebrow. "...Public ambassador?"
The woman among the representatives smiled. "Television advertisements."
"Billboards."
"Promotional videos."
"Public appearances."
"Social media campaigns."
"In short..."
"We'd like you to become one of the faces of Silver Crest Milk."
West couldn't help laughing. "I've gone from fighting gang wars..."
"...to advertising milk?"
Everyone chuckled. "It certainly sounds unusual."
West folded his arms thoughtfully. "I'll be honest."
"I have an enormous amount on my plate right now."
"I don't think I'll have the time."
