She took the napkin and looked at it, reading what was written before folding it up and stashing it neatly in her shoulderbag. She had a full caseload tomorrow at the courthouse, but there were breaks between appearances, and she could use their resources to get this done. "I'll be in touch tomorrow," she said, drinking the last of her coffee and standing.
She had been thinking about going out for dinner, but quickly changed her plans to ordering in. She'd spend the evening typing up the required forms on her laptop and print them at the courthouse in the morning. Getting the right forms though the system would still take time, but she would make sure they were accepted without question. Her future in this city depended on the money this woman could provide.