Hey boy, did you see the season finale of Suits? Well I know a nice file room where we can reenact it.
Hey baby! Do you have a lawyer? Cause you just stole my heart.
Hey baby, are you a lawyer because talking to you just violated the terms of my parole.
Just say the complicated parts in Latin. That's what we do.
Baby, I don't need to be a fiduciary to take care of you. And you won't ever find me in a conflict of interest.
I hope you don't object to this leading question, boy, but you want me, don't you?
I think I'd be liable for negligence if I neglected to come over and talk to you.
I like my men like I like my ideal law exams: easy, straight forward, and leaving me feeling fulfilled afterwards.