"So, how'd it go?" Peter and Grandma asked Nancy, who sat across the table from them.
"Better than you can imagine!" she exclaimed. "We're officially off the market, and now I can continue building this company. We're going to launch a "We Are Family" engagement campaign to keep the momentum going. We're going to update the label designs on a number of our soups. We are going to focus on increasing shelf space in our stores. And, most exciting of all, we are going to add a new line of soup."
"What will it be called?" Peter asked.
"I was thinking of a simple name," Nancy said, "one that would conjure up a warm and cozy feeling and convey 'homemade' to our customers. How does 'Grandma's soup' sound to you?"
"I love it," Grandma said. "But what kind of soup will it be? It has to be good."
"Oh, it will be very good," Nancy said. "It will be the best soup anyone has ever tasted."
Peter and Grandma looked at each other.
"Yes," Nancy said, nodding, "I want to license your soup, and let's just say that, in doing so, Peter won't have to worry about paying for his kids' college education."
"First, I have to find someone to marry," Peter said, blushing.
"Oh, that will come, young man. I have a feeling you won't be single for long."
"You can't mess with my recipes," Grandma said as she wagged her finger.
"We won't," Nancy assured her.
"And I personally have to show your people how to make it. I know you have those big machines," she said, wagging her finger again, ...