"I hope they were pretty notes, to remind yourself of just how much of a bonus recruiting me got you," Gwen smirked before looking forward towards the lights of the city. They'd had some good times, back in the day, and it hadn't escaped her notice that she'd been lucky that it was Lindsey who got her into the ranks of Wolfram and Hart, not Lilah Morgan. If the Queen Bitch had gotten her claws in, fun phrases like 'perpetuity clauses' would have been floating around. As it was, Lindsey managed to keep her largely freelance.
"Finally, I was beginning to think we were never going to get there," she almost groaned before she glanced over her shoulder at Lindsey. "Not that my shoes were hurting or anything, for the record."
She held a warning finger up, almost daring him to contradict her.
"You ever care much either way about anything McDonald?"