The meeting room was quiet.
Sunlight filtered in through the tall glass windows, casting long reflections across the polished table. Dayo sat comfortably in his chair, arms relaxed, posture calm. Across from him, Sharon had already opened her tablet, fingers moving smoothly as she prepared to speak.
"Alright," she said, finally looking up. "Let's lay everything out properly."
Dayo nodded. "Go ahead."
Sharon swiped once, and the first logo appeared.
"Pepsi," she began. "We've already signed. Three years. Global campaigns. Multiple regions."
"That one's settled," Dayo said.
"Yes," Sharon agreed. "Which is exactly why it's important. Pepsi sets the tone."
She changed the slide.
"Adidas."
Dayo raised an eyebrow slightly. "They moved fast."
"They always do when momentum is high," Sharon replied. "Footwear, lifestyle campaigns, limited athlete crossover. They want you positioned beyond sports — culture, music, youth."
Dayo leaned back, considering it. "That aligns."
