RainaThe food was good, and the conversation flowed, and I managed to keep it, for the most part, away from my dating life, much to my relief. Even though Reed poked and pried a little, I deflected his questions. I doubted he wanted to hear the answers to them anyway. He was just trying to find an excuse to set me up again, and there was no way in hell that I was allowing him to do that.After a while, the conversation turned to Lizzie’s work, and we chatted a little about her current case, something for some big business who were suing an even bigger business for their troubles. Something to do with infringement on a copyright. I really didn’t follow the story that well, but I nodded along anyway.“These people need to get a grip on reality,” Reed remarked, shaking his head. “Focus on what really matters in life.”“Yes, but then where would I get my work from?” Lizzie reminded him with a chuckle.“Yeah, that’s a good point,” he conceded. “But we all can’t be Harry Porters, can we?”
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