Entering the elevator, the young lawyer was almost taken aback by her reflection in all the mirrored surfaces that met with spotless steel around her.
[i]What have I done to my hair!?[/i] she thought for a moment, the over-teased over large do more like a tarty secretary’s on a night out than a fierce litigator.
Almost as soon as the thought formed, however, it was gone and Candice found herself admiring her makeup, her bright eye shadow that made her eyes look just a little wider, her blush that gave her that slightly embarrassed school-girl look, her wet red lips, almost glossy, pursed as a pink bubble blew-
The ding letting Candice know she had reached her floor cut short her distractions.
The notion [i]Hmm… does my hair look a little lighter?[/i] remained only a half thought.
Walking briskly, as if a purposeful stride could make up for her tardiness – or at least keep any underlings who might make comments about it back – Candice listened to the repetitive clack of her modest 2’’ heels on the expensive wooden floor.
Of course normally flats were the order of the day… in truth Candice couldn’t really remember buying these, but she wasn’t due in court today and there was little harm in being a bit dressy!
On reaching her office door, the bold black letters spelling her name across the glass caused a moments pause.
[i]Candice…. McKnock? But my name’s McKni-… McKno-… McKnock! Candice McKnock! Best damned lawyer in the city! I really must focus today![/i]
Shaking her head to clear it, Candice McKnock entered her office, dropped her laptop and bag behind her desk and started her computer.
The hi-tech machine quickly came to life and Candice opened the folder with her notes for the Hamilton case.
Reading through the notes however, Candice couldn’t help but feel distracted. It wasn’t that the notes didn’t make sense, more that she just couldn’t get her head around some of the more obtuse arguments she had previously penned.
After half an hour, and another two sticks of gum- it really was yummy! – Candice decided to get a coffee. Yes, a coffee! Just the thing to perk her up and get her back on track!
Standing and stretching, Candice surreptitiously adjusted her bra. It was one of those extra-lift things, designed to make the most of her modest Bs. Not really office wear, but Hell! It was plain white and who would even know?
Candice McKnock left her office, her heels clacking with each step. She wondered briefly if she should also ask around and see if anyone else wanted a coffee… for some reason fetching a few coffees seemed like a good idea….
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