I can't really go in to detail on why we met because the plans ultimately fell through but I have no problem telling the story of when we met.
For starters, in our meeting he was barely paying attention to me when I spoke. He kept opening a drawer he had on his side of the desk. He'd open and shut the drawer a few times as if he was trying to surprise whatever was in there. Then he'd pull it open a bit further and make a face like he smelled something disgusting. He'd occasionally glance and me and sort of nod and laugh like he was agreeing with me, but he had no fucking clue and wasn't paying attention.
After a few minutes of me talking and him seemingly barely aware of my presence he obviously got fed up and wanted me to leave. He started holding his stomach and groaning like there was something seriously wrong with him. I asked if I should get help and he just kept moaning.
I left to get help from somebody outside and was quickly approached by his secretary. She was obviously used to this because she started bringing directly towards the elevator and telling me that "Mr Spencer had a really nice time thank you so much for the gift" but I didn't even bring a gift so I don't know what that was about.
When I got to my car all of the air had been let out of the tires.
For a few days after our meeting Phil kept sending me emails that were just an emoji of a guy shrugging but I think he got bored of that because he stopped.