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Lilah stared out the window at the idyllic looking town, appreciating the placid appearance that disguised a rotting core. After spending several days observing the town (and hiding from zombies), she'd determined that Fandom had a great deal of unrealized potential to be higher on the evil radar than it was. She'd taken the transfer with the understanding that she would generate new business, but had been called on the carpet by the Senior Partners for her inability to produce results.

Not that she was sure what else they could do to her--she was already dead, and they owned her soul until the end of eternity.

She pouted as she unlocked the door of the office for the day. She'd been summoned to L.A. for a few days and had been bound to the building, unable to shop for shoes. That had stung. Bastards.

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Maia walks by the office window, She stared up at the impressive sign on the building, pausing to read it.

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Lilah notices the teenager with the old eyes, but something about the girl bothers her. She studies her carefully, trying to determine what that is.

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Maia spots Lilah and jumps back a bit startled to see a face looking back at her in the window.

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Lilah sees the girl's alarm and smirks. Still got it. She gives a little finger wave.

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Maia hesitates for a moment then enters the building.

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Damn it. Still no receptionist. Have to do something about that.

Lilah exits her office, carrying a nail file. This should be interesting. "Hello. May I help you?"

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Maia looks at the woman for a moment. "Hi I'm Maia." Maia looks around the offices. "I was just passing by" Maia stares at Lilah her eyes slightly wide "Your not a vampire.." Maia peers closer "Your not alive either."

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"Lilah Morgan. This is Wolfram and Hart."

Well, then. This was definitely someone to keep an eye on. The Senior Partners had said nothing to her about any teenage girls other than the two slayers.

She smirks again, somewhat condescendingly. "No, I'm not a vampire, sweetie. And I'm what you might call 'alternatively alive.' Can I do anything for you, or are you just sightseeing?"

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Maia frowns. "I'm not sure actually. I was just walking past, I do it everyday see, see this place I mean." Maia stares around again. "I guess just sightseeing. I kinda just felt like coming in. I can leave if that a problem." Maia steps back from Lilah.

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"It's just a standard, run of the mill old law firm," she said, gesturing to the full bookcases and currently empty desks slowly. "We represent our clients to the best of our ability and with great zeal."

She leaned against one of the desks and crossed her legs at the ankles. "No, no problem at all. A distraction is just what I was looking for."

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Maia tilts her head, she is uneasy with this Lilah person.

"Boring day then?" Maia crosses in front of Lilah peering at the bookcases reading some of the spines.."What kind of lawfirm is this?" Maia says after seeing some of the titles on the books.

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"Deadly dull, actually."

Lilah fought herself not to physically turn this girl away from the books. Something about her just sat wrong. Besides, she was way too perceptive for a teenager.

"We specialize in clients who prefer their lawyers to operate with a high degree of impunity secrecy discretion, but they're a very diverse group."

She cocked her head. "Why aren't you in class?"

[OOC: *thwap* Sorry, wrong login][Son of OOC: *thwap self again*]

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Maia gave the book titles one more glance and then walked back to Lilah. "I am done for the day. Biology was not important today, just permission slips type thing." Maia leans on the counter opposite of Lilah adopting a casual expression. "I gather your 'clients' are amoung the 'alternatively alive' crowd." Maia smiles "As well as um, other things." Maia takes another glance around. "This is not just an ordinary law office by any means, but nothing around here surprises me anymore." Maia watches for Lilahs reaction.

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Smart little thing.

"If they can afford us or can provide us with something useful in exchange for our services, they are."

She shrugged and raised an eyebrow, but there was no other change in her expression. "We happen to service a unique niche in the legal community, yes."

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"Not that I need it but if I did. What could Wolfram and Hart offer me to use their services?" Maia does not smile nor does she look away from Lilah.

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Lilah's eyes were captured by the teenager's steady gaze. What was it about her? It was really starting to bother her. "What are you looking for? Chances are good that we could do it or get it for you. We have a lot of resources to make things happen."

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Maia continues to stare at Lilah. "How do I know I can trust you? I mean, what I need is very precious to me. Can your resources save a life?"

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Lilah was very proud of the fact that her mouth didn't fall open from surprise.

Save a life? Boy, was this kid in the wrong building.

"Of course they can. As for your trust, I don't know how to prove myself to you except your asking for something and my making it happen."

She smirked, but it looked a little unsure. "Unless you have a better idea?"

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Maia does not return the smirk. "Someone precious to me, is going to be in danger of being killed. I want you" Maia looks straight into Lilah's eyes now. "To make sure that does not happen. You do that and then you and I can talk about trust."

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All business, Lilah motioned her forward. "Please, come into my office."

Without checking to see that Maia followed her into the windowless enclosure, Lilah walked to her desk and took a seat behind it, getting out a pen and a legal pad. "Tell me."

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Maia glances around the windowless room. "Like the dark do you?"

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Lilah grumbles. Stupid Holland. "This is the office I was assigned, unfortunately. The one with the windows goes to the big boss."

She pretends that's all there is to the question.

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Maia sits down now opposite Lilah and raises an eyebrow. "Helps the vamp population from becoming dust I suppose." Maia leans back now taking on a carefree expression. "This problem I have, that I want you to oversee, its going to happen Oct. 17th at 2 in the afternoon, downtown Seattle near Pikes street Market." Maia watches her "Shouldn't you be writing that down? I don't tend to repeat myself."

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((Query: Do the office windows offer protection from the sun or will Spike have to skulk in after sunset?))

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((The front windows have protection from the sun. There is also sewer access. Lilah's personal office has no windows.))