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Idle fingers toyed with the rough, wooden corner of the bus stop they'd taken temporary possession of. Rob made sure that his backside was completely covering Steele's face out of childish habit, doing his best to push aside concerns that the splintered, old bench wasn't going to rub any nonsense off onto the pants of one of his last, good suits. One leg crossed over the other and he smirked up at his companion.

They'd decided to take a break from the daily toils of waiting by the phone for potential client calls, putting the voicemail machine to use as they'd made their way down the shopping outlet in search of lunch. On their return, Chinese in hand, they'd spotted the bus stop with the new, drastically handsome advertisement and made the call to pause for a moment and enjoy the view (of themselves).

"We should see about getting ads on the sides of the bus line as well," He mused aloud, his free hand motioning out towards the approaching DATA bus. Who knew how much the Destiny Area Transit Authority charged to have their faces plastered against the sides of their large, smelly vehicles but it was an option he toyed with in the back of his mind. The more places they advertised, the better the chance of getting more clients, right?

"After lunch, of course." To emphasize, he shook the bag, the wonton container gently sloshing about, safely secured next to the box of rice and other greasy treats he'd decided to splurge on.

Eventually she was going to have to actually save for a car and not spend all her time scheduling her life around the bus. Lucky she didn't live too far from where she usually had gigs but when she wanted some really good food or wanted to go shopping that meant a bus trip.

DC had a good system but sometimes she just wanted to be able to get in her car and go where she wanted to go.

Usually this stop though was empty and for once it wasn't. She headed over, eying the new add that was plastered on the side before actually looking at the two men sitting there.

"Woah ...wait. Are you two staring at your own ad?"

Instant switch on.

"Why hello there," said Steele, a dazzling smile given to their newest acquaintance - and potential client, because one always had to think of people as potential clients if one intended to get anywhere in life. He stood following his partner, smoothing a hand down the front of his impeccable - and admittedly, slightly too expensive - suit, waiting until Rob had introduced himself before speaking again.

"Just call me Steele," he said winningly. "And yes, that is absolutely right, my dear fellow - Rob and I are here to make your day. We can do anything you'd like in terms of making sure that you get what you need."

Another bright, white smile was flashed.

"Anything you want, we can do it."

"New to the city," Rob was quick to correct her as he watched her retreat to the shade - of course she only walked away to make it to the shade, she couldn't have possibly wanted to get away from two charming gentlemen like them, "But not new to the practice of law and ensuring justice for all."

Granted, they were still young in their careers, but this kid didn't need to know the fine details of his timeline.

Her request made him freeze, however, and his expression showed a brief, momentary falter before returning to the confident grin he'd mastered years before.

Business cards?

They didn't have business cards yet.

They'd been so focused on moving in their belongings, ordering furniture and contacting the ad agency over bus stops and storefront marquees that he hadn't taken the time to place an order for company business cards.

"Ah, right, business cards."

The extended hand moved up to straighten up his tie, a nervous tick that hopefully looked like yet another charming fidget. "Steele, please give the lady one of your cards."

He hated every word coming out of his mouth, but even if his partner was the one to recruit some new clients with his personal, gold-trimmed cards, it meant good business for their combined firm.