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"Gunn, why are we still dealing with this?"
Wesley stifled a smile while listening to Gunn continue his explanation.
"Well, Angel, you'll have to talk to Lorne regarding this one. Apparently, you made quite an impression on them and Lorne said he'd take the matter up with you. I don't think he considered the fact that they'd send another contract over once you'd turned down their initial offer."
"The Beast, Jasmine, psychotic renegade slayers, and now this. I've had it! You're the Head of Legal here, make it go away!"
Angel slammed his fist down on his desk and the heavy wood creaked uneasily under the strain. Gunn and Wesley looked at each other warily.
"Angel, we could use the good PR. Lorne says...," Gunn trailed off into silence as Angel glared dangerously at him.
"Enough. This matter is not open for discussion. Take the contract up to Lorne. Tell him it isn't going to happen. Call and decline the offer. Understood?"
"Fine. As long as you understand this is against the advice of counsel," Gunn advised.
Angel nodded and watched Gunn head out of his office. Wesley shifted uncomfortably in his chair and waited until the door was closed before weighing in on the matter.
"You know, Angel, it's not that bad of an idea. A move like this could really put the firm in a positive light. Right now the general public looks at us like mafia defense lawyers," he began.
"Wes, I'm going to say this one last time. I am not guest starring as a special consultant on 'Queer Eye'. You got it?"
"But--" Wesley paused as the intercom on Angel's desk blared loudly.
"Um, Angel? You may want to come and look at this," Harmony insisted.
"What is it?" Angel asked annoyed at the interruption.
"There's two girls causing quite a disturbance in the lobby and it looks like they're on the way up."
"Alert security."
"I already did. They lasted about twenty seconds. What do you want me to do? I really think--"
The intercom went silent and the sounds of battle could be heard drawing closer from down the hallway. Angel walked toward his office door and Wesley rose from his chair and followed closely behind him. The door flew open suddenly, narrowly missing Angel. Harmony appeared in the doorway looking very concerned and agitated.
"Uh, Angel? She seems really ticked so I'm going to take my lunch break. Ok?"
"Who's ticked?"
"Who do you think? Who else could get past--"
Harmony's explanation was silenced as she exploded into nothingness. As the dust settled, Angel could make out the business end of a stake and the person holding the other end of it.
"Buffy? What in the hell are you doing!?"
End Chapter Four
Law Offices of Wolfram & Hart
"Gunn, why are we still dealing with this?"
Wesley stifled a smile while listening to Gunn continue his explanation.
"Well, Angel, you'll have to talk to Lorne regarding this one. Apparently, you made quite an impression on them and Lorne said he'd take the matter up with you. I don't think he considered the fact that they'd send another contract over once you'd turned down their initial offer."
"The Beast, Jasmine, psychotic renegade slayers, and now this. I've had it! You're the Head of Legal here, make it go away!"
Angel slammed his fist down on his desk and the heavy wood creaked uneasily under the strain. Gunn and Wesley looked at each other warily.
"Angel, we could use the good PR. Lorne says...," Gunn trailed off into silence as Angel glared dangerously at him.
"Enough. This matter is not open for discussion. Take the contract up to Lorne. Tell him it isn't going to happen. Call and decline the offer. Understood?"
"Fine. As long as you understand this is against the advice of counsel," Gunn advised.
Angel nodded and watched Gunn head out of his office. Wesley shifted uncomfortably in his chair and waited until the door was closed before weighing in on the matter.
"You know, Angel, it's not that bad of an idea. A move like this could really put the firm in a positive light. Right now the general public looks at us like mafia defense lawyers," he began.
"Wes, I'm going to say this one last time. I am not guest starring as a special consultant on 'Queer Eye'. You got it?"
"But--" Wesley paused as the intercom on Angel's desk blared loudly.
"Um, Angel? You may want to come and look at this," Harmony insisted.
"What is it?" Angel asked annoyed at the interruption.
"There's two girls causing quite a disturbance in the lobby and it looks like they're on the way up."
"Alert security."
"I already did. They lasted about twenty seconds. What do you want me to do? I really think--"
The intercom went silent and the sounds of battle could be heard drawing closer from down the hallway. Angel walked toward his office door and Wesley rose from his chair and followed closely behind him. The door flew open suddenly, narrowly missing Angel. Harmony appeared in the doorway looking very concerned and agitated.
"Uh, Angel? She seems really ticked so I'm going to take my lunch break. Ok?"
"Who's ticked?"
"Who do you think? Who else could get past--"
Harmony's explanation was silenced as she exploded into nothingness. As the dust settled, Angel could make out the business end of a stake and the person holding the other end of it.
"Buffy? What in the hell are you doing!?"
End Chapter Four