come in with the rain

Emmy: Kyson. I feel like you don't really know the definition of the word DYING if you're asking that!

Emmy: I don't know about good packed. At least it'll make the day go by faster but looking at it now, it just looks like it's daunting packed and well, let's hope it really isn't all that bad....

Emmy: See, that is the whole point! I want people to know that lawyers can still be badass while also being sexy. I want to show the world that they're not all old crusty white guys who are only looking out for themselves and pretending like they actually do give a fuck when they don't.

Ruby: Sounds like you're saving that fantasy for the right woman. Well, what's wrong with testing the waters a little, hmmm? It's like a swimming pool - I have to dip my toes in the water first so that I can find out how deep it really is. It's a shame you can't really control me without us meeting in person first. And I already told you, the next time you're in NYC let's make it happen. I'm waiting for you to pop around first.

Ruby: Hmm, and what exactly is it that you want? Those sound like fighting words but how do I know your punishment will live up to it, hmmm? Fuck, that is a punishment. How long did you leave her waiting there before you came back and fucked her? Well, I didn't exactly say that I would be your sub although the thought does sound very, very tempting. We still have yet to meet.

Ruby: Ooooh, the thought of being fucked on top of a bar definitely is a sexy one. Is there a restaurant in particular that you may have your eye on? Fuck, I'd hate to get on the wrong side of you but that also sounds so hot. I'd want to be good for you but I'd also want to be naughty for you every now and then just so I can see how badly you'd punish me. See if you can make me regret it. How did you tease her, huh? And what are the chances that you might be looking for another sub sometime soon, hmmm handsome man?

Ruby: Just about, huh? What's missing from that bucket list that you still need to tick off, Mister? Oh, I'm curious now. Care to share the stories with me?

Ruby: Hmmm, table doesn't surprise me at all. I never particularly thought that you'd be much of a floor man though.

Ruby: So theoretically speaking which would you choose? The car? The couch? The floor? Kitchen table?

Emmy: I mean, I tend to get pretty busy on the regular but considering this is just one day out of the ordinary and it only gets like this every few months I should be able to handle it. Oh no, I can't do that. The bigger end cause is worth it. I still want to be a kick ass lawyer in the future who fights for humanitarian rights.

Emmy: Everything! I don't think it's been this packed in well... forever.

Emmy: Oh, I'm sure you could shuffle a few things around for me. :) Well, technically you didn't hire me - Rothbury did so I'm allowed to whine to you a little. If you want to test that theory then fine. Let's be boring. I will sit in silence next to you all day and see how you fear up.

Emmy: No, I need at least a week first before I can accept my death. Well.... if we want to talk about actual work, I've got a whole stack of papers on my desk that I need to read through but you could totally read them for me instead and compile me with some quick notes if you wanted to? Quentin Wyatt! At least you get a fun assistant! Admit it, life would be so much more boring if I sat there twiddling my thumbs all day and pretended to be obedient for you. Besides, who else is going to get a burger with you during lunch?

Emmy: Well, you know when you're an aspiring lawyer things are apparently a lot different than working in a museum... I've put way too much blood, sweat and tears into this to back down now though! I guess I'm just going to have to suck it up and try not to cry into my coffee.

Emmy: Meetings, Gemma! Back to back to back to back meetings! I'm totally going to die.

Emmy: Well, not a meeting... I just needed more time to mentally prepare myself, that's all! But if you want to give me a vacation after attending all those meetings tomorrow.... well, I wouldn't be opposed to that idea either. I can hold plenty against you, mister. So, I take it you don't want your coffee then? That's fine - I'll just drink mine all. Right in front of you.

Emmy: Work! And I wish the solution were that easy but it's not!