Monday, 1 p.m., top floor of an office building in Warsaw. Upper and middle management members grab their suitcases and run to the elevator door. The next ninety minutes will be their lunch time, officially – with a customer or a prospect. In reality, their lunchtime will be spent on pleasures much more intensive than eating. Marek, 43-yar-old manager of the key financial department of his company, gives his employees some last directions before an important business meeting. The meeting is so important that his cell phone will be off, and even a major stock market breakdown would not justify a business call. As every week, he gets in a taxi and goes several blocks away. He then enters a luxurious apartment located within a guarded housing estate near the Nowe Miasto district. He is welcomed by Monica – wearing perfect make-up, French lingerie and Swarovski-decorated stiletto heels, she looks older than 19 that she is. After thirty minutes more intensive than playing squash and the subsequent "physiological" – as he calls it – nap, Marek lets Monika give him a bath, spread some balm on his body and treat him with a fresh grapefruit juice. He comes back to work loaded with positive energy and ready to take up even the most risky actions. He can stay at the office until late and even phone calls from his wife seem less annoying than usually. “It gives me more adrenaline than a line of coke would, and the level of endorphins that a two-hour jogging would give me”, he says.