Well. That was a hell of a thing. Lindsey was going to need to re-start that drinking habit. Probably the smoking, too. Lindsey snorted a laugh, trying to imagine that. Black Canary.
That meant super powers, stuff like that, they were real here. That was a little troubling. Lindsey didn't want to run into an angry Cyclops, for example. But hey, he figured, L.A. had all those things, demons who could do all of that. And he'd met half of 'em, so he was probably better prepared than most. Especially after his trip and all the new tricks he'd learned.
He took her hand and shook it. For a second, he thought about lying to her about his name. It was a long second, and he was sure she'd notice the hesitation. But he didn't lie.
"Lindsey," he said.
"Uh, sorry. Just got another question." He dropped her hand. "Ever hear of a law firm called Wolfram and Hart?"