Five minutes left, I believe. But we covered enough for today. So, remember to come next week, same time and place. Preferably without crashing another car.
[Crane is already rising from his chair, hands clasped behind him as he rounds his desk, which he leans against before crossing his hands across his stomach. He regards his client with a cold and impassive expression. Perhaps he is insulted the man was checking his watch. Or perhaps, like him, he has places to be.
Perhaps one day he will think of him with his name. But as he waits for him to leave, he knows today is not that day.]
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[Crane is already rising from his chair, hands clasped behind him as he rounds his desk, which he leans against before crossing his hands across his stomach. He regards his client with a cold and impassive expression. Perhaps he is insulted the man was checking his watch. Or perhaps, like him, he has places to be.
Perhaps one day he will think of him with his name. But as he waits for him to leave, he knows today is not that day.]