"Lizzy, would you calm yourself. Your gonna scare the crap out of Mr. Bingley." Jennifer looked pleadingly at her frustrated sister.
"Yeah Liz, you starting to scare me." Charlette laughed at her partner.
Liz stared at then both than heaved a sigh, "Fine," she murmured and flopped down into one of the rotating chairs in the conference room defeated. Her and her companions awaited the arrival of her new client, the infamous Charles Bingley.
"Oh come on," Charlette laughed again, "Perk up." Her voice went up to an unusually high pitch on tis last word so that she sounded like a little bird. Liz just gave her a hairy stare and then turned away.
"Lizzy this is uncalled for just get over your anger. The case isn't that bad. I know you hate these cases, as you said about twenty times in your last rant, but your the one who accepted so take it like a grown up." Jen looked crossly over at Liz. This was unusual for Jen, who was overall a quiet and kind sort of person who never ever got angry. Yet what she had said was true Liz thought to herself and decided that maybe tommorrow she'll perk up a bit, but for now she was having much more fun being moody and stubborn, it was part that she played well.
"What if I don't want to?" Liz said.
Jen shook her head at her little sister. "Well that would be a totally childish thing to do for a woman who is 26 years old. And yet, it is a thing that you would do."
Liz laughed and then suddenly stopped as Alyssa's head appeared in the doorway, "Mr. Bingley is here."
Liz's face fell as she straigtened up in her chair and relpied, "Well you might as well send him in."
Then as a darked-haired man entered the room Liz stood, as was appropriate to do when first meeting a client. The man was followed by another man and a woman both with flaming red hair. All of the people wore clothes, particularly the woman, that clearly displayed their wealth. Jen and Charlette were draw to the red hair of the man and the woman because it really was such a vibrant red that was extremely uncommon. Liz, however, found that she couldn't take her eyes off the dark-haired man. His wave brown locks and bright green eyes were not only very attractive, but also very familar to her. It was almost as if she see had seen all fo his sharp features before. But she knew for sure that they had never met. "Mr. Bingley," she addressed the dark-haired man asuming that he was familar becaus she had seen his picture in the paper or on the news before' "It's a pleasure to meet you."
She almost went to shake his hand when the red-haired man extended his hand and replied, "It's a pleasure to be here."
Liz looked stupidly at the man which she now learned was Mr. Bingley and held out a hand to meet his already extended one. "Well I wish you could say that and really mean it because I'm sure that your not finding this to be the happiest of occasions." Bingley laughed as Liz continued, "I'm Elizabeth Bennet one of your attorneys for this case and this is Charlette Lucas your other attorney."
"And who may I ask is the lovely lady in the corner over there." Bingley stared at Jen who had been sitting quietly in the corner with a notepad in hand.
"That's..." Liz started but Jen cut her off and finished the sentence for herself.
"Jennifer Bennet, I'm Jennifer Bennet," Jen was clearly going to be more interested in Bingley himself rather than the case and her article.
"Jen is my sister and a reporter who happens to be following your case and so I called her up when I took the case figuring that it would help her out. That's not a problem is it?" Liz looked over at Bingley and judged from the way he was looking at her sister he would no problem whatsoever.
Sure enough Bingley replied, "Of course not," and then extended his hand in Jen's direction, "It's a pleasure to meet you Miss Bennet." Jen grasped it for a few seconds and then retreated back into her corner.
Liz decided that there would plenty of time for Bingley to stare at Jen and so she quickly snapped him back into attention by inquiring about the other people with him. "Oh yes... right... of course...umm...Well this is my sister Caroline Bingley," the woman bobbed her head and gaveLiz a snide little grin, "And this is my good friend Mr. William Darcy." So the dark-haired man is Mr. William Darcy Liz thought to herself. Darcy made no motion at the mention of his name but continued to glance vacantly about the room in a moody fashion.
"Well let's get started shall we. First Mr. Bingley, I"m..." Liz started but was suddenly cut off by Bingley who insisted that she calll him Charlie because Mr. Bingley was far to formal and since they would be seeing a lot of each other over the coming monthes he prefered to have a friendlier relationship. "Ummm sure..." Liz replied to his little speech and then continued, "Well what can you tell me about your opponent, George Wickham."
"That's Will's forte, that's why he's here." Charlie told Liz.
"Alright then, Mr. Darcy what about you?"
"I prefer to keep that information to myself I had no idea that that was the reason why my friend brought me here and I have no intention of giving you any information concerning that man other than the fact that he inherited that position from his deceased father only a few years ago." Darcy replied snidely.
"Well, it's a start." Charlette said before Liz could say anything because she could see the anger boiling behind Liz's eyes.
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