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features. You’re over six feet tall right? You’ve got to be in the gym at least five times a week to have a body like that.” She gestured at his chest. “You wear perfectly tailored thousand dollar suits. I’m sure you have a really expensive car and only eat at the finest restaurants. Let’s face it, you smell amazing. I have a hard time sitting next to you without becoming completely intoxicated by that cologne. And Michael,” she continued coyly, “that smile... you could be in a toothbrush commercial with that smile. You pretty much have what every woman wants.”
    “I thought you were making a case for why you didn’t want to have dinner with me,” he said, raising his eyebrow skeptically, unwilling to accept the compliments until he knew her angle.
    “Well, you see, you’re single. Any man with all those qualities who’s still single has one of two problems. Maybe his standards are far too high, and if I don’t meet them my self-esteem will be shattered, and I’ll develop an eating disorder or get addicted to plastic surgery.” She smiled wryly at him and shrugged her shoulders.
    Michael loved every second of this banter. Too often women tried hard to be accommodating to his ego, so it was nice to have a woman willing to shut him down. “Well, I think we both know there isn’t a man in this world who could put a dent in your self-esteem,” he countered.
    Piper found this hilarious. If Michael could only see how fragile she really was he’d be stunned.
    “You have no shortage of confidence. And you said two problems. That was only one problem.”
    “Maybe you have some fundamental personality flaw that has women running from your house screaming once they discover it. You speak in the third person during sex, or you have an inappropriate bond with your mom or something,” Piper said, fighting hard to keep her face serious.
    “Wait, women don’t like those things?” Michael asked with a look of shock as he pretended to write down what she was saying. “Hold on let me take notes since you seem to have this all figured out.”
    “Seriously, Michael, there would be absolutely no hope of anything ever panning out with us, and I happen to like what we have right now,” she said with a more serious tone in her voice.
    “What exactly do we have right now? You stopped calling months ago. Then I hear from you out of the blue and still don’t know why. Did you kill someone?” Michael tried to let the blow to his pride from her rejection go, and turn the mood back to a light one.
    “No, I didn’t kill anyone. You’ll be glad to know I do need your help though. I know men like you really enjoy chivalry. So, no, I won’t have dinner with you, but I do need you.” She pulled a notebook and pen from her bag and placed it on her lap.
    Michael was intrigued now. He was born with that unfortunate gene that made it impossible not to help a beautiful woman. “I guess I can settle for being your hero and buying you a drink. What exactly do you need?”
     
    “I’ll definitely take a raincheck on the drink, maybe next week? Today I need some information. I’m writing a paper for school on judicial ethics,” Piper lied. “I need some real world examples to be able to get my head in the right place for this assignment. Since I sat in on some of your cases I thought we could use things that I can relate to. Do you think you can help?” She did her best to look pathetically desperate, and it seemed to be working.
    “I guess so. But it’s important you know, I barely even talk to my mom, and I only refer to myself in third person when I’m getting ready in the morning. It helps me get pumped up for the day.” Joking with Piper was like being on vacation, and he would help her write ten papers if it meant she’d stay in his office a little longer. Being a lawyer wasn’t nearly as exciting as he thought it would be. So when a woman like Piper walked in, with a jagged sense of humor and the ability