Sean is outside chambers again when Martha heads out to her car. "Okay, this is getting a bit creepy," she says lightly. "You know stalking's illegal?"
"Come for a drink with me," says Sean, as she unlocks her car.
"Can't. I'm going to see a client."
"Later, then."
"I don't think so, Sean."
"Because of Clive?"
She stops, looking at him. "What do you know about Clive?"
"I looked him up on the chambers website." Martha raises her eyebrows. "What are you doing with him? He's a total div."
"He's not that bad." Martha laughs as she opens the boot of her car, putting her files inside.
"He went to Harrow and Oxford. He was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. He's everything you hate."
Martha smiles in spite of herself. "He can't help how he was born."
"Do you love him?"
The question throws Martha off guard. "That's really none of your business, Sean."
"What's he like in bed?"
"Okay, I'm off." She gets in the car. "Nice to see you, Sean."
He watches as the sports car zips out of sight. "See you soon, Ma," he says softly under his breath.