"What is to the company's benefit is to my benefit, and vice versa," Morgan said, soft laughter on his tongue as he tapped a note about the champagne into his phone.
"No, I'd never disapprove of your decisions, Alexander, I'm sure he is both attractive and intelligent," he started. "Don't send it to his work then. Are you picking him up? I could have the champagne waiting in the car unless you would prefer to have it at the table?" They knew each other perhaps too well. Of course Alexander would know from just his tone that Morgan didn't approve, but then again Morgan also tended to look down on anyone without money or position. Or both. He didn't even have to meet the man to know he was beneath Alex, and nice was boring anyway. "You never send me flowers any more," he said teasingly, bottom lip trembling in a put-upon pout, but Lord, he hoped Alexander wasn't calling him predictable for liking them.