Who: Lindsey McDonald and Eve What: Eve needs a drink. Lindsey calls a business meeting. Where: Lindsey's office at the normal firm When: After the text messages Rating: TBD Status: Incomplete
Lindsey was well aware that one meeting with the Senior Partners could make someone want to drink. If he hadn't been sent to one of the holding dimensions after they caught him trying to kill Angel, he might've hit a bar or two himself in the quest to get nice and blitzed. While Eve needed a drink, he doubted she was the type to get that lit. Or, as a child of the Senior Partners, if she even could.
Like he said he would, he found the bottle and the glasses, moving them to his desk while he waited for her arrival. It still wasn't the best idea, having a quiet drink with an ex trying to lure him back to her side of the war. But as long as it stayed drinks and neutral conversation, it'd be all right.
He headed down to the lobby and dropped down onto one of the couches, resting his feet up on the coffee table centered in the middle of the group, tapping out a text message to Cathy about his plans while he waited for Eve to arrive.