Erica held the phone to her chest.
"Jemma, could you get me another coffee?"
"Sure, princess." Jemma smirked, getting up and ordering more drinks.
"Hi, hi. George, it's me, Erica." Erica kissed Jemma on the cheek as she came back to the table with her coffee. "Yeah, I know. I've been busy! I was hoping you'd do a friend of mine a favour. Yeah, I know, but he's good. John Richards. I know, neither have I. Will you just see him? I could make it worth your while... oh, you're the best! I'll send over his number. Okay, okay. Bye, sweetie."
Erica hung up.
"If you fuck this up I'm gonna find you, and you'll never work again, okay?" Erica smiled. "Sit with us."
"Jemma, could you get me another coffee?"
"Sure, princess." Jemma smirked, getting up and ordering more drinks.
"Hi, hi. George, it's me, Erica." Erica kissed Jemma on the cheek as she came back to the table with her coffee. "Yeah, I know. I've been busy! I was hoping you'd do a friend of mine a favour. Yeah, I know, but he's good. John Richards. I know, neither have I. Will you just see him? I could make it worth your while... oh, you're the best! I'll send over his number. Okay, okay. Bye, sweetie."
Erica hung up.
"If you fuck this up I'm gonna find you, and you'll never work again, okay?" Erica smiled. "Sit with us."