Skytoucher Automatic

The taxi pulled over to the curb, after paying for the ride, you stepped out onto the sidewalk. Your brown leather shoes matching the strap of your watch and the suit it’s dial. The golden case sealed the deal. As you peered up at the tall building you felt a sense of accomplishment, you had arrived. Your Skytoucher Automatic told you the time diligently, 9:42. The sweeping seconds hand hovering above the golden indices as it made it’s way around the grey sunburst dial. As you entered the elevator, and pushed the button with “30” printed onto it, you stared feeling a tad nervous, after all, this was the interview you had dreamed of. The elevator arrived on the thirtieth floor with a soft “ding!”, the doors parted and you stepped out into the lobby. The grey haired man you knew as “Mr. Davis” came towards you with a confident posture. 
“Hello Mr. Parker!” he said with a warm tone. “You found us allright?”
“Goodmorning Sir, yes, no issues at all.” You replied, now really feeling your nerves. 
As you both walked towards the large office at the end of the hall, Mr. Parker looked down at your wrist and said, with a smile “I see you’re a watch guy as well! What is that, a Jaeger?”
“Monchard” you said, a microbrand. Hoping this would not somehow be offensive to a conneseur. 
“Gotta love microbrands! You’ll have to show it to me before we start” Mr. Parker exclaimed cheerfully.”
As you both entered the office, your anxiety was completely gone, a fellow watch lover as boss? You had truly arrived.