*Liam*
Liam palmed his hair and looked at himself in the mirror. Even though he saw that his look was a merry one, made him look winsome, in a magical sort of way, he still turned to his lawyer, Boyd Simmons, and asked, "How do I look?"
Boyd looked at his employer. There was a glass of wine in the lawyer's hand, and he swirled it in front of his face so that Liam would notice his concerned expression. "I am neck deep in this stuff. I am not sure how I see you now. Really."
"Then you should stop your suffering. Do away with the drink and give me a fair analysis of how my disposition looks."
"Well, you look like a man who's going out to meet his Cinderella."
Liam smiled. "Now that is the kind of comment I'm looking for," he said and turned back to adjust his bow tie.
"That's if she'
