Yes

"Ah, Ms. Gillies, I knew you would return," you say as Liz Gillies walks into your office with a signed contract in hand and wearing all black once again.

"You know you can call me Liz," she teases you, playfully punching your arm as she sits down in your office, "but then I'd probably let you call me whatever you want to John."

"Don't tempt me Liz," you tell her, surprised with the ease in which the two of you seem to be hitting it off as you make a few notes on the contract and continue the conversation with her.

It seems Liz wasn't kidding about wanting to get more grown-up roles, as she literally had a laundry list of potential roles she wanted to try out for, having presented you to list to look over.

"Aren't you still a little young for some of these. Liz?" you ask her, more curious about the answer you were going to hear than the actual question itself.

"John, honey, why don't you come back to my apartment after work and I'll show you how adult I am..." she whispers in your ear as she gets up to leave your office, patting you on the ass as she drops her address on your desk.

The only question now was if you were going to go or not.