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Woah. The world is like falling apart in California. I've been working on a private job for one of the clients of Wolfram and Hart. Lilah set the job up and it's been mutually beneficial for all parties. Levuis had a strange request a few days ago. He wanted me to find some key to the throne. The actual name is 'the key to the throne'. You'd think someone could have been more creative than that. Whatever, it's not my job to critique the names of the objects I'm hired to find.
Problem is, Levuis doesn't know what the key to the throne is. Says it could be a key, could be a gem, could be a weapon. He wants me to research it. Right. Because I'm a researcher now?
I tried to call Lilah and ask her to put someone on finding the key, but she was out of her office. The cute assistant of McDonald's took my call and I asked him about it. Evan got all quiet on the phone and asked that I report back to Los Angeles because the head of Special Projects, aka Lindsey McDonald, needs to speak to me about this key and about the changes in clients and stuff.
They want me to travel from the safety of London over to Los Angeles where I keep seeing the riots and stuff on television?
Hell, works for me. I'm kind of bored here.
Problem is, Levuis doesn't know what the key to the throne is. Says it could be a key, could be a gem, could be a weapon. He wants me to research it. Right. Because I'm a researcher now?
I tried to call Lilah and ask her to put someone on finding the key, but she was out of her office. The cute assistant of McDonald's took my call and I asked him about it. Evan got all quiet on the phone and asked that I report back to Los Angeles because the head of Special Projects, aka Lindsey McDonald, needs to speak to me about this key and about the changes in clients and stuff.
They want me to travel from the safety of London over to Los Angeles where I keep seeing the riots and stuff on television?
Hell, works for me. I'm kind of bored here.