Hmmph.

[ghost_lilah]

Spent the morning on a pointless conference call with clients that aren't comfortable speaking with Angel. Have no idea how he intends to sort out Wolfram and Hart's less moral clientele, until then, I'm stuck soothing the egos of our more important clients. Nothing that I'm not used to, after all, his office used to be mine. Anyways, the

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[evilhandissues]

You know, contrary to popular watercooler talk, I'm not here to answer to your every whim. Ask me next time. I do have my own clients to deal with...

Where and when is lunch, and who are meeting with?

[ghost_lilah]

Right. And are these clients invisible, cause I don't recall ever seeing any open cases with your name on them.

11:30, The Lavande at the Lowes Hotel in Santa Monica. We're meeting with the Kropavs to work on their defense. That okay with you?

[evilhandissues]

Your eyesight and short term memory go when your head fell off?
Don't try and rile me up Li, not gonna work.

I can swing that. Send their file my way, will you?

[ghost_lilah]

You'll find the files in your email, McDonald.

And why not, still stinging from the last one? Maybe you've finally learned your place here.