"Reep, doll, you check on Jarvis and the people he crashed into." Lorne stands tall, patting Reep on the shoulder. This is damage control in the making. "Ramon! Start making drinks, the next round's on the house."

And then, neatly placing himself between his newb employees and the young woman, he puts on a bright yet professional smile.

"Overlord Mirazhamoth can talk to me any day, sweetie. He's just not welcome to Aequitas as long as he makes business deals with the likes of you."