The Case(open)

Brett sat in the restarant waiting for the client that his boss had asked him to meet. His boss had said the client was a big name in the city and that this was going to be a test for Brett to see how he did. Brett looked up as someone approached the table.

Casey frowned as he walked into the restraunt, not happy that he had to use a different lawyer than he usually did. He looked around for a minute as he looked for the man he was meant to be meeting.
Once he recognised the man from a file he'd read, he walked over to his table, smiling as he held a hand out to the man.
"Casey Johnson, I heard you can help me."

Brett gave a friendly smile and shook Casey's hand. "Brett Dibiase, its nice to meet ya."

Casey sat down, not smiling back at Brett.
"How good are you at your job?" Casey asked him suddenly.

"Very good, or so i've been told by people." Brett answered.

"You better be. I'm not entirely pleased that I don't get my usual lawyer." Casey said, frowning.

"Look i'm sorry but if you don't want me to help i'm sure the firm can send someone else to help." Brett said, frowning as well.

"No, you'll do I guess," Casey said. "I'm just used to having a certain lawyer, that's all..."