I explained, as Eleanor stared at the naughty drawing, "It's a tube steak bake."

"Oh my God," Eleanor gasped.

"Wouldn't we sell so many more tube steaks this way?" I asked.

"I imagine we would sell out very quickly," Eleanor agreed, staring at the picture.

Next, I handed her one of our cafeteria heads. She was a bit of a bitch, but very pretty. "Here's a picture of Mrs. Weber, preparing a cucumber for a salad."

"Oh my goodness," she gasped.

"Imagine what else that cucumber could be used for," I added.

"Rebecca!" Eleanor cried said with astonishment and then laughed.

"Just saying," I shrugged, as I handed her one...