Ladies and Gentlemen, meet "The Secret Agent," a Top Hollywood Talent Agent working for one of the Big Agencies in town, representing a "who's who" of celebrities and pop stars. Mr. Agent has been trying to meet with me for months. Why? Because he thinks he can convince my company to do "big deals" involving movie tie-ins. Truth be told, we don't necessarily need "Mr. Agent" if we want to do one of these deals, but finally, after months of badgering, I agreed to "do lunch." "Great," said Mr. Agent, "I'll set it up at Cafe Med!" Our appointment was set for today. I don't normally enjoy meeting with Agents but I must say, this meeting was better than most. Perhaps it's because he didn't show up. After keeping me waiting at the restaurant for 25 minutes, he called me on my cell phone. "So sorry," he said, "I've been slammed. I'm leaving the office now." "Don't bother," I replied, "I just ordered the Halibut ... and I'm charging you a ten percent commission!" "That's funny," he laughed, "Let's reschedule for next week." I tentatively agreed, and suggested he work out the details with my Assistant. Who knows ... By the time he realizes that I don't have an Assistant, I might be willing to reschedule ... just for the Halibut!