Peter furrowed his brow, surprised and a bit taken aback himself. "Epic proportion?" he echoed, voice hinged with disbelief. "My god, Cord, I talked to him for maybe three minutes. All I know about him is his name, and his face. And that he's got a decent sense of humor for a supposedly evil lawyer.
"But hey, fine. In order to avoid offsetting the Apocalypse, I'll be sure and tell you if I exchange more than two words with someone evil-inclined. Do I get a ten-word limit on the morally gray?"