Teddybear

"Father owns the biggest security company in the world. He was paranoid, had me in defense classes about as soon as I could walk. He didn't exactly pick out my ...

"Yeah, was basically raised to be one. Who do you work for?"

She laughed. "Yeah, my career kinda depends on me 'keeping at it'."

"I never break a contract."

"Then I guess that's that."

(let's just say she did. If it's a retcon it's a retcon who cares we're co-gods) "Yeah," she said, "Why does that matter?"

(I honestly can't remeber) (So she confirms or denies according to whatever happened?)(if you don't remember either feel free to just decide)

"A handshake isn't exactly provable in court."

"Well, yeah, I do kinda expect him to do things like hiring people normally. I'm not even under any specific contract."

"So he really wasn't interested in taking any official channels."

"No, not at all." She tapped at the counter absently. "How did he recruit you?"

"I don't really read stories," she laughed, "but he does look pretty ridiculous."

"I haven't had enough dealings with the fae to know what is and isn't normal," she admitted. "Most of my jobs are regulated to humans, celebrities, rich paranoids, the like."

"Apparently not him."

"He stared me down in Starbucks, then followed me to my car."