And there Jessica was. She’d been winning over a client to a less than ideal settlement- for them, anyway, it was better than they could have logically hoped for, given the circumstances- only a few blocks away, so it hadn’t taken her long to get to the bar.
“Nice suit.” She commented, sipping her drink.
Mike almost choked on the drink he had ordered. Jessica’s presence caught him by surprise. She was, as per usual, wearing a very elegant dress that was no doubt for the benefit of a client. It reminded Mike of Harvey’s ‘dress to impress’ rule. Maybe he’d gotten it from her? “Oh! Well, thanks. Harvey’s tailor made it for me.” Forced was more like it, but to admit to being forced to dress good to your boss would be a mistake.
“So.. where’s Harvey? I thought you were drinking with him too?”
“I thought it had Rene’s look.” She nodded, settling in the chair next to him. She raised an eyebrow. “I don’t recall mentioning him- contrary to his belief, not everything is about him.” Jessica said.
“I believe I said something about you really going to law school, actually. And us needing to discuss it. I have made an executive decision- you are a commodity we cannot lose.” She said, seriously. “A commodity I do not want to lose, but without the proper schooling, not only are you a danger to the firm, you’re too soft. You’re going to make too many mistakes- because it doesn’t always come down to the facts in our line of work. Pearson Hardman will pay for you to go to really go to Harvard, as soon as you have a college degree. Which you will be getting on your own back, while continuing to work for Harvey.”