*Angelo*
After another ten minutes, Angelo stopped pacing, took off his suit jacket, tossing it on the couch and sat down again. He growled in frustration. He ran his fingers through his hair and pulled out his phone again. He asked for Alfonse to send the information about the tender for the law firm through to his email so he could read through it while he waits. He skipped through the first few pages of the law firms details. He knew somewhat about it because of his time in Ophelias body. It was just either perfect timing or a massive irony that her law firm was offering a security contract at this point in time.
He signalled for the salon woman who was Manning the front desk. She trotted over happily and asked him what he would like. He crisply replied. "Can I have a pen and paper?"
