Wolfram and Hart, Friday--OPEN

[lilah-esq.livejournal.com]

Lilah sighed as she read her e-mail. Wesley had apparently left town and gone back to the Watchers. Ah, well. It's not like she wouldn't get her hands on the guy eventually. It did leave her short one legal intern, however. Not to mention the receptionist.

She was, however, surprised to find a message on her personal voicemail, since she didn't remember giving the number to anyone.

She leaned back in her chair and spent the rest of the morning figuring out when and where she'd known a guy named Marty, and why he wanted to work things out.

"Huh."

After some thought, Lilah remembered she worked for an evil law firm and they could do things like trace phone calls. She called the number back and left a message for the jerkwad and went back to work.

A bit later, she received this voicemail , traced the call again, and returned it .

Once Spike left, she made this call, to Dru and it is currently screened. Obviously this place was worse than hell.

[ooc: Office is open for interaction, and Lilah would be happy to conduct interviews if someone (especially a newbie) needs a job.]

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[pubkeeper.livejournal.com]

Spike, who can't stand phones anyway, enters into Lilah's office looking pissed as hell.

"You're going to do two things for me. One? You're hiring and looking after Dru. Two: You're taking that stupid pub of mine and giving it to the brothers. If you don't do it now? I'll kill you."

[lilah-esq.livejournal.com]

Lilah looked up, already amused. "One, not on your unlife. Two, fine, I'll draw up the paperwork today. Three? Already dead, genius."

[pubkeeper.livejournal.com]

Spike scowled. "Fine. Hire Dru or I'll rip your legs off."

[lilah-esq.livejournal.com]

"Fine, I'll hire the homicidal lunatic your girl. She and Darla should have lots of fun." Once again thanking the circumstances that made her dead and therefore safer for her to deal with the entire Aurelius line, Lilah pulled out a pad and began to make notes, firing questions at him.

"On the property transfer, is there any money changing hands? Do you own the title to the building and land free and clear? Can you prove it, or did you just eat the last owner, because it'll cost you more if we have to forge locate the paperwork. What about curses? Anyone ever die there? Not that it's a negative, but you need to include it later so any ghosts get transferred with the building. Formalities, you understand."

[pubkeeper.livejournal.com]

"No. Yes. He was delicious. No and No. Wait. Yes... the owner who was delicious was killed there."

[lilah-esq.livejournal.com]

Lilah rolled her eyes. "Vampires. Always make things so complicated."

She turned back to the computer and input the information into the standard legal forms. "So, making a quick getaway, huh? Haven't heard about any deaths recently..." She pulled the pages out of the printer and looked them over quickly.

"Sign here, here, and here." She pointed to three different locations on the documents. "There'll be an extra fee for...locating the documentation, of course, plus the filing fee with the town, plus property taxes." She smirked. "Yeah, the thing about the only inevitable things being death and taxes? Turns out it's just taxes. Who knew?"

[pubkeeper.livejournal.com]

"Need to get away from the bloody hellhole and get this chip from my noggin before someone gets the better of me," Spike grumbled, as he stupidly signed his life away without reading the documentation and then dumped out a variety of stolen jewelry he's nicked from parts unknown unto Lilah's desk.

"There. We done?"

[lilah-esq.livejournal.com]

Lilah picked up one of the necklaces and studied it with a practiced eye. "We're set. Hasta la vista, ciao, and all that stuff. Try not to get yourself...no, y'know what? I don't care. Have fun."

[pubkeeper.livejournal.com]

Spike rolled his eyes and gave Lilah the friendliest gesture he could muster ((note the icon)) before leaving.

[vampire-darla.livejournal.com]

Darla came in, dropping her purse with her cell phone on the desk she had claimed. "What the hell is a 'Big Brother (http://www.livejournal.com/users/vampiredenmommy/367.html?thread=39023)'?"

[lilah-esq.livejournal.com]

Lilah looked up from the file she was reading. "Either the big all knowing computer in 1984 or the reality television show owned by our entertainment department, I think. Why, someone call you to live in the house?"

She made a quick mental note to suggest that for sweeps.

[vampire-darla.livejournal.com]

Darla scowls. "No, some punk with a British accent called me and said I was his big brother. What the hell? On the plus side, he invited me to his room, so I can kill him at my leisure (http://www.livejournal.com/users/walter_n_wires/681.html?thread=6313#t6313).""

[lilah-esq.livejournal.com]

"You sure it wasn't just peroxide blond with a bad case of gender confusion?" Lilah smirked at that thought. "And you may be able to get into his room, but how are you going to make it onto campus without being attacked by the big white ball of doom?"

[vampire-darla.livejournal.com]

Darla brushes that off as an inconsiderably detail. "What's Spike done now?"

[lilah-esq.livejournal.com]

"He's stuck me us with Drusilla, transferred ownership of his bar, and left town."

[vampire-darla.livejournal.com]

Darla glares at Lilah. "Kindly don't refer to being stuck with Dru, what the hell would you do with a pub, and good ridiance to bad rubbish."

[lilah-esq.livejournal.com]

Vampires. So touchy. "The pub's not for me, it's for those three guys who have been pretty much running it for him."

[vampire-darla.livejournal.com]

"Oh, them." Darla against brushes that off. "Anyway, I adopted Belthazor this week, and we're plotting another way to de-soul Angel."

[lilah-esq.livejournal.com]

Lilah leaned back in her chair. "Charming. I hope you and your hellspawn are very happy together. Where should I send the baby gift?"

"Desoul him? Do you have a plan?" She made an attempt for idle curiosity, but may not have been overly convincing.

[vampire-darla.livejournal.com]

"Short version? We convince Angel that I've been resouled myself, he gets all broody and protective, I simper, seduce him, and then he gets his moment of perfect happiness and his soul goes poof. Lovely plan, no?"

[lilah-esq.livejournal.com]

"Sounds fantastic," Lilah admitted, "Simple, elegant, and he's just gullible enough to fall for it. Need a hand?"

[vampire-darla.livejournal.com]

"You don't have to sound so shocked that I've got a good idea. What I need help with is building a front that makes it believable that the White Hats would want to go after me and resoul me. So I have to be scary -- but not too scary, so they don't actually *try* it, or go after me with the sharp, pointy wooden sticks. Bel and I were thinking that if we scared Lindsey McDonald a bit, his witch girlfriend Piper might get it into her head to try the resouling spell -- particularly since Bel will leave carefully doctored steps for her to follow."

[lilah-esq.livejournal.com]

Lilah nodded and crossed her arms over her chest. "So what do you need from me? Sounds like you've got everything worked out already. If you need a leave of absence from the 'ooh, scary evil law firm,' take what you need."