Morrison smiled. The same kind of smile he gave everyone, whether they were arguing with him or hanging on his ever word.

"Yes, well, thank you for being so damn talented. Now, I suppose we can go over the contract and discuss our offer and-"

"Are you really going to do this without the kid's guardian here?" the director said, speaking up, an expression on his face that looked weary. "I mean, we have to make sure of that at least, right?"

Morrison blinked, his lips twisting into a frown for the briefest of seconds. "Ah, well, yes of course. For the formal agreement, of course."