'Meriel Noctis failed to outwit the Salesman.'
[!] The single sentence was written on a very elastic piece of paper, stuck to the notice board, in a glittery ink. [!]

Looking over the board as she passed by it, the Stewardess seemed to let out a dry huff. Before then, continuing on with her way.
Truly, her feathers had been ruffled. But she didn't seem any worse for wear, or having suffered any notable loss.

... Just a sore ego.

A certain behatted individual would pause as she passed by the notice board.

Her head would shake, and a small note would be left nearby, penned in green.

"Take it from one who cannot at all escape his service-

Trying to outwit him is not worth the effort, lest you wish to be humiliated."

-P

Kaho would look at the board then huffs. "She at least took away one of your beloved employees...so it is a win at least to me."

She then wrote on the board. 

"You lost something in return."

A scholar with starry eyes reads over the noticeboard, one ear half lifted as it always is in case of onlookers. More of this, more of this, more of...

... '-P'?

When next the board is passed, that particular notice is missing. Torn off so quickly shreds of the parchment remain where it once hung. 

[!] Another sentence was written on another very elastic piece of paper, stuck to the notice board, in a glittery ink. [!]

'Another name belongs to the one known as The Salesman.'