Her door is opened abruptly, and Alistaire Shaw breezes in, flanked by two... well, if you asked him, he'd say they were personal assistants. Their mode of dress says otherwise, though.
"I'll get right to business." He helps himself to her liquor cabinet before sitting down. "There are some people with more wealth than taste who got the better of me at a social gathering due to some new 'acquisitions' of theirs. They're in horrible taste, and possibly fake, but I don't have the pull in that particular circle to cast the first stone. I would like to offer you a very respectable amount of money to make them look like fools, and I'd like it to be as public as possible.
He sips his drink. "Your whiskey is excellent, but I decided to pass on the brandy. That distillery came poorly recommended."
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Date: 2012-12-27 05:49 pm (UTC)Her door is opened abruptly, and Alistaire Shaw breezes in, flanked by two... well, if you asked him, he'd say they were personal assistants. Their mode of dress says otherwise, though.
"I'll get right to business." He helps himself to her liquor cabinet before sitting down. "There are some people with more wealth than taste who got the better of me at a social gathering due to some new 'acquisitions' of theirs. They're in horrible taste, and possibly fake, but I don't have the pull in that particular circle to cast the first stone. I would like to offer you a very respectable amount of money to make them look like fools, and I'd like it to be as public as possible.
He sips his drink. "Your whiskey is excellent, but I decided to pass on the brandy. That distillery came poorly recommended."