Meeting Opposing Counsel

“Hi, good to meet you,” you said, leading your group as you approached the Plaintiff's table. “I’m John, this is Gemma, Sabrina, and Eric. I’m hoping we can have some fun with this.”

“Hey, John,” the blonde athletic guy said, stepping forward with the sort of smile that would have made you feel like you were in an entirely different classification of human from this ridiculously attractive person. Would have, except you now had two gorgeous girlfriends and that gave you a confidence no one could ever tear down. “I’m Tucker. Good to meet you too.”

“Thomas,” the other guy with the slumped posture said. He pushed his glasses up his nose a bit before shaking your hand, and when he did his grip was flimsy and loose-wristed like you were shaking hands with a noodle.

Tucker was already shaking hands with Gemma, flashing that grin of his and trying to say something flirty, but you could just feel your girlfriend giving him a Customer Service smile. You, however, were running into your own problem.

“Samantha,” the tall, lanky blonde said. If Thomas was limp-wristed, Samantha was stiff as a two-by-four and had the grip of a gorilla. “We should talk settlement,” she continued, not letting go of your hand. “Your client has absolutely no recourse to get out of their contractual obligations, but to move this on quickly our client is willing to negotiate in good faith so that this matter doesn’t need to drag on.”

“How about we finish introducing ourselves before we start talking business,” you said, raising an eyebrow and completely letting go of her hand, making it obvious that she was clinging on to you.

“I don’t see why-” Samantha started, but the girl with the immense tits literally grabbed your wrist and hers and **** Samantha to let you go.

“Jesus Christ, Sam,” she said. “He could sue you for battery, you left claw marks on him.”

“I-” Samantha said, frowning as she looked down at your hand where her fingernails had left indentations in the side of your hand. “You should get checked for oedema, that shouldn’t happen.”

“Sorry about her,” the brunette said, stepping between the two of you and taking your hand in both of hers. Even with her blouse completely buttoned up she was difficult to look in the eye and not glance down at her ridiculous bust. She wasn’t fat, though she was built with somewhat broad shoulders. You managed to keep eye contact though. “I’m Amanda. It’s nice to meet you.”

“You, too,” you said. “And I promise not to sue over an, ah, overzealous handshake.”

“Thank you,” she said, flashing you a pretty smile.

Tucker was trying to flirt with Sabrina now somewhere behind you, and she was playing a game that she and Gemma had come up with called, ‘What do you mean by that?’ where when a guy hit on one of them they would take everything he said literally. It was surprising how many flirty comments were insults with another tone, and you could hear Tucker stumbling to try and explain something he’d said wasn’t meant to insult her.

“This is Maeve,” Amanda said, turning and introducing the curly-haired goth girl.

“Nice to meet you,” you said, offering her your hand.

Maeve took your hand but instead of shaking it, she turned it palmed up and traced a finger along the lines of it, frowning and then smirking before looking up at you. “You have a strong heart line,” she said, her voice a surprisingly mellow British accent. “But it’s doing this weird thing at the end where it splits. Are you a cheater?”

You blinked, raising an eyebrow.

“Maeve,” Amanda scoffed, shaking her head.

“No, I’m not a cheater,” you said. “Though I am polyamorous.”

“Oh, interesting,” Maeve said, looking at you closer. She was wearing a pair of dark-rimmed glasses and she was that sort of nerdy-hot attractive where she could probably pull off Sexy Librarian just as easily as grungey goth nerd.

“OK, weirdo,” Amanda said, snapping in front of Maeve’s face and breaking her stare. “No trying to mind-read the opposing counsel until after we start the trial.” She turned to you. “I am so sorry.”

“It’s fine,” you said and glanced back to Maeve as you took your hand back from hers. “It was nice to meet you, Maeve.”

“You too,” she said, smirking just a little.

You introduced Amanda and Maeve to Gemma, and then to Sabrina and Eric.

“Alright, now we should discuss settlement,” Samantha said pretty much as soon as Eric and Maeve had shaken hands. You could see Maeve glance down at Eric’s palm surreptitiously. “We’re willing to take-”

“We’re willing to hear your first offer,” Tucker cut in, speaking over her. He glanced at Samantha, and she scowled back slightly, and you had a feeling there had been some sort of a disagreement in the past on who was leading their team.

“Well, our offer is that you drop this suit,” Sabrina said. “And we all go about our week. Our client has made it clear that yours has acted in a way that breaches the contract they signed, and we consider the matter fairly cut and dry.”

“You’re not even willing to make an offer?” Samantha asked.

Sabrina gave her a soft look, one of compassion. One that said, ‘Oh, you sweet child, you’re so out of your depth.’ It was masterful and you could immediately tell that Samantha - who you guessed was certainly high-functioning but potentially somewhere on the spectrum - was rattled by it.

“It was nice to meet you all,” Sabrina said. “I’m sure we’ll come to a resolution here. We’ll leave you to it.”

You turned and looked back to Amanda and Maeve. “It’s nice to meet you,” you said.

“You too,” Amanda said with a slightly chagrined smile. She’d obviously been dealing with the oddisms of her fellow interns all summer and was running a little out of patience.

Maeve winked at you as she smiled.

When you got back over to the table, Gemma leaned in and whispered to you, “That cute goth girl wants to fuck you.”

You scoffed lightly and rolled your eyes, and Gemma smiled and shrugged as if to say, ‘Not my fault it’s true.’

Then you sat down and Sabrina sat next to you and leaned in. “Amanda wants to fuck you,” she whispered.

You coughed, covering your mouth to try and hide your reaction. Sometimes Gemma and Sabrina had to be wrong about that kind of thing.

Right?

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