Every day during the winter meetings, usually just before dinner time, general managers set aside 30 minutes or so for the writers who cover their teams.
If nothing else, and it often is, this is the lone opportunity for those writers to stand up or move around or sit on a comfortable couch in someplace different. They are invited to their team’s suite at the appointed hour, then stand in a dimly lit hallway for 10 minutes past the agreed upon time, then the PR guy opens the door wide enough to fit his face and says it’ll be five more minutes, because world peace or something is just wrapping up.