Shortly after arriving in town,
a strange woman called out
as you were walking around.
"Um, excuse me," she said,
"I wish to speak to you about
something! This crazy guy is-"

(Suddenly, W/B dashed around the corner. He was clutching a bouquet of white roses. Using his free hand, he dragged the terrified lady into a quaint side-street chapel that sported a bright red sign festooned with bubbling pink hearts. Seconds later, a livid woman swinging an ancient, rusty double-barreled twelve gauge shotgun burst from the shadows. With ominous overlapping clicking sounds that echoed through the sultry air, she locked back both hammers and crashed headlong through the beaded entryway of Cupid's Love Nest!

"She's too young for you!" the older woman bellowed.)

Do you know the status of your contact who might do A-I? We'll soon be debating whether to hold A-II for A-I or forge ahead to completion and release it first.