Well, not anymore. She got quite a lot too do this week — be disgusted, be wrong, be sorry. Oh, and? When I said that I had no idea what the writers were planning to do with Caitlin? How true that statement was. Talk about an epic prediction fail! How lovely. Herald Equity. That was a missed catch. Am just wondering. He gets you to raise your voice, or lose your cool, he wins. Can you imagine being the makeup artist? Wait, is this a debate? He peers over at her. Indeed, I remember Sweeney being quite upset about that before, more upset about that than about anything or anyone else.
Sweeney responds with his usual facial and verbal gymnastics. Florrick; that must look good for you, making so much money. I find it charming. The fact that this character gets women to have sex with him voluntarily is really beyond my comprehension. Eli turns to Alicia. Why, is he not that weird with other people? Instead of stem cells, Sweeney breaks immediately into talk of mismanagement. Stammering, Alicia asks for clarification. Petrono from the 8th floor.
Petrono calls from the threshold. She wants. Eli wants her paying attention, but she gives him the one minute finger. Rogers cardigan. You can ask someone that in a minute long conversation? As Alicia leaves a message for Peter to call her right back, Kalinda lets it go.
Why even ask, Eli? That bests the 36, we picked up this morning. Neither does anyone else in the war room. Useless slugs! Go find Will, Alicia demands; it was his case, he might know. At this point, Caitlin bursts in. Gardner, Alicia says she needs an answer right now. But okay. We need the exposition. How else? They are a law firm! Lionel, of course, stops him. Then we just sit here.
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Can she ask me a question as to that? Caitlin — looking very much on the spot — tells Alicia to hold on. Looks like a delaying tactic to me! Btu she finds the words. Gold is concerned his client might lose the proxy fight due to the loss of 36, votes. Do you have any idea who they might belong to? She walks out french doors into hall from a very conservatively posh conference room, all cream drapes and dark wood molding. Did you just lie to me? Peter raises his eyebrows.
