Finance Girl To The Rescue!
Faster than an HP-12 calculator!
More powerful than an Excel spreadsheet!
Ready to crunch large numbers in a single minute!
Look, up in the office building. Is it an accountant? Is it an insurance adjuster? Is it a tax auditor?

Comments
That's hot... I mean really hot!
Posted by: Rick DeMent | December 7, 2004 07:14 AM
And not only is she hot, but she's financially responsible.
Be still, my heart.
Posted by: CGHill | December 7, 2004 05:00 PM
I was thinking her tag line could be "Hey, big boy, can I balance your sheets?"
Whaddya think?
Posted by: Lesley | December 7, 2004 10:29 PM
Works for me... :)
Posted by: Rick DeMent | December 8, 2004 06:40 AM
Good evening and welcome to 'The Money Programme'. Tonight on 'The Money Programme', we're going to look at money. Lots of it. On film, and in the studio. Some of it in nice piles, others in lovely clanky bits of loose change, some of it neatly counted into fat little hundreds, delicate fivers stuffed into bulging wallets, nice crisp clean checks, pert pieces of copper coinage thrust deep into trouser pockets, romantic foreign money rolling against the thigh with rough familiarity, (starting to get excited) beautiful wayward curlicued banknotes, filigree copper plating cheek by jowl with tumbling hexagonal milled edges, rubbing gently against the terse leather of beautifully balanced bank books....I'm sorry. But I love money. All money. I've always wanted money. To handle. To touch. The smell of the rain-washed florin. The lure of the lira. The glitter and the glory of the guinea! The romance of the ruble! The feel of the franc, the heel of the Deutschmark!! The cold antiseptic sting of the Swiss franc, and the sun burnt splendor of the Australian dollar!!!
(from Monty Python's Flying Circus, of course.)
Posted by: Francis W. Porretto | December 9, 2004 05:04 PM