Don't you wanna take a ride with me?
So, press conference went off fairly well. The prosecution looks like arses, the firm just made quite a killing, Linds and I got to preen on TV as we took our victory, and I'm feeling rather satisfied with myself. Well, I'd be a little more satisfied if I actually got some satisfaction, but- Still haven't heard much from Wes. Never really got back to him about the accident, but I wouldn't mind him dropping by. Dreams are making me feel a little restless, if that's what you want to call it. 'Sides, I feel like a celebration is at hand. Haven't truly had a case for awhile now, too busy wrapped up thwarting the Good and Plentys (and I'm still drawing a blank as to how a group as deficient as that. I mean, really, if Cordelia Chase can pull one over on them...), and I might be on a slight power trip from smashing them under the heel of my Manolo Blahnik. Sue me.
I'd win.
Lindsey, care to come by to finish the debriefing? I've got a bottle of 1993 Dom Perignon champagne that needs to be finished off. Doubt I'll be able to finish it off, besides, nothing like reliving old times.
I'd win.
Lindsey, care to come by to finish the debriefing? I've got a bottle of 1993 Dom Perignon champagne that needs to be finished off. Doubt I'll be able to finish it off, besides, nothing like reliving old times.