Elevator Pitch 1

I was the only one waiting when the elevator doors opened. For once I could ride up to my room in peace without having to listen to some hopeless author's pitch. Or so I thought, until I saw the woman running and waving and saying, "Hold the elevator!" Swayed by the depth of her cleavage, I resisted the temptation to let the doors close.

"Thanks," she said. "Hey, you're Evil Editor, right? I've never given my elevator pitch in an actual elevator. Do you mind?"

"First," I replied, "you might tel...