When last we met...

our heroine, Proposal Girl (PG), was dilligently creating quality standards. After much sweat, tears, and raging, all the pieces assigned to PG were written, emailed for review, reviewed, revised and life was looking good. She was waiting calmly for input promised her by her superhero friends, TeamingPartnerA and TeamingPartnerB. Both TP-A and TP-B had promised they would deliver the severed heads of two hideous, but necessary, beasts by noon on Friday. Sadly for PG, noon Friday came and went. As she stared out of her office window at the bleak concrete megapolis, she placed desperate phone calls, checking to see if TP-A and TP-B would survive their struggle to complete the head severing. They fought valiantly, but it seemed they would need the weekend to finish their fight. Breathing deeply and summoning her superpowers of calm and patience, Proposal Girl went home, hanging her cape on the back of her office door, ready for some relaxation prior to beginning the fight again on Monday.

.....Monday Morning......
"Still no response from TP-A and TP-B!" Proposal Girl shouted to Proposal Man, the office hero of proposals.
"Hmmm." He wisely muttered, "Perhaps we should give them a call."

*ring ring*

"Yes?"
"Is this TP-A?"
"It is I - TP-A. Who's this?"
"It's Proposal Girl...we need the severed head!"
"Oh yes. It has been sent. You should get it shortly."

....A few minutes later, a box arrives....
"OH great, the severed heads we needed!" Proposal Girl danced jubilantly with the box down to Proposal Man's office, wrenching off the top and peering in...her face slowly transforming from jubilation through various stages of disbelief and on to disgust.
"These are not the severed gorgan heads we asked for...these are ....frog legs?" Proposal Girl looked questioningly at Proposal Man, dangling a severed frog leg from two fingers.

Proposal Man eyed the frog leg and shook his head, "We must sever our own gorgan heads."
"But Proposal Man...we must complete the proposal by midnight so it is ready for the magician and his horde for their Red Team incantations tomorrow."

Nodding sagely, Proposal Man hands the box back to Proposal Girl, "Yes. But we will do our best. Let me know when you have the head half severed and I will review your technique."

......The Next Day...the Day of Red Team Incantations.....

Proposal Girl eyes the flat, listless cake that was supposed to have been gorgeous and tiered. "Proposal Man, I think the gorgon heads we found and severed were not ripe."
"Yes, Proposal Girl, that does seem to be the case. But we shall serve this to the magician and his horde anyway and see if they can come up with useful suggestions. The deadline for the completed product is fast approaching...and this is the best effort we have."

At that moment, the doorbell rang, announcing the arrival of the magician and his horde... Will Proposal Girl survive the impending reaming and trashing of her efforts? Will Proposal Man find any way to salvage the pitiful product that is the result of all this hard work? Will the Red Team incantations even work? Tune in next time....