A gaggle of reporters is assembled in Vyzerod Mining headquarters on the beautiful planet of Denevar in the majestic city of Beacon One. Rune Tao, president of Vyzerod Mining, strolls out to the whistles and catcalls of the women reporters.

Ladies, settle down, there will be plenty of time for that later.

A disappointed sigh goes up from the women.

At any rate I'm here to report that Vyzerod Mining logged record profits for the prior business month worth of operations. We are extremely proud of our accomplishments and simply wished to share them with the galactic public.

A confused reporter stands up, looking rather aggitated.

Reporter: So you mean to tell me that you called us here to boast about record monthly profits when you've only been in business for one month? There's no other month to have the record, you just completed the only one!

Yes

Reporter: Erm...ok...piece of s-

Sooo, any other questions.

Looking around and seeing none, Rune clears his throat rather violently.

Phil...don't you want to ask something.

Phil looks around in wonder as the realization that he had a question to ask slowly creeps over his face.

Phil: Erm, oh yeah, um....crap, should have practiced...um.....oh yeah. How did you reach such a marvelous plateau in such a short time.

Yeah, great job Phil....get out.

Phil hangs his head and leaves the room.

We have had considerable success selling to the general public and continue to do so with pleasure. However, dedicated deals from some of our materials such as duracrete, varmigio, varium and lommite are being fielded. I believe much of our corporation's future lies there. I certainly welcome inquiries on the subject, considerable savings can be provided on bulk orders or other types of continuing relationships. One such deal has been completed already and there's plenty of room for more.

Half of the reporters have already left, the other half is violently consuming as much of the free buffet as they can get their hands on.

Erm, press conference dismissed.