Hock at the booth whips out an oversized laser pointer with unnecessary RGB lighting… “let us examine our destiny."
Points to glowing red line spanning the slide labeled: THRESHOLD OF PROFITABILITY (LINE OF DOOM™)
Hmmmmmmmm... aggressively circles first dot below the line. "HRRRRRMMM... What's THIS doing down here in the basement of broken dreams?”
Laser circles become frantic. "This product is so far below The Line of Doom™ it's practically in the parking garage! WHO APPROVED THIS?" Laser pointer makes burning smell…
Spots dot barely above line. “AHA! This one... (manic circling) ...this one LIVES! BEHOLD ITS GLORY!" HT points laser at random audience member - "YOU! Witness its proximity to profitability! WITNESS IT!"
Adjusts imaginary monocle… "The Line of Doom™ has spoken. Those above shall feast! Those below....well, let's just say our merger and acquisitions team has been practicing their evil laughs."