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[aucourant]

This was supposed to be an important client dinner. RGM showing a prospective new client that they were committed to rebuilding their image. But due to overworked staff, miscommunication, last minute schedule changes, and maybe one or two betrayals, it was Connor alone in Central City. He wouldn't describe the task as daunting, but not only was his own job on the line but the position of the entire Mink Group was at risk. They needed this contract or they were all out of jobs. Something about pulling their weight.

The first step that hadn't gone well was that he was supposed to be meeting with a man named Harrison Wells. He'd even worn actual slacks and a button down shirt for the occasion. Trying so hard to be actually professional. But then he felt he'd been dumped on....a doctor? A very attractive doctor, but how could Caitlin have anything to do with the brand and image of the company? Wasn't she doing the actually important work?

Okay, maybe that was wrong. The actual first step that had gone awry was that the company never reserved a car for him. Which meant Taxis. THEN he got dumped on Caitlin. He stuck to the plan. Tried to take her to dinner to show her a proper, professional image. But he didn't know the city, and the cab driver dumped them in the wrong place. He suggested they walk the rest of the way, it wasn't terribly far, when the sky just tore open and started pouring on them.

"Oh, come on!" He bellowed at the sky. "OH! This place looks like it has something vaguely like food!" He proclaimed before grabbing her by the arm and hauling her inside what he assumed to be a Japanese restaurant. At least he hoped it was. And not just an office that really liked bamboo.

[trigeminalheadache]

If she didn't know any better, Caitlin would have sworn that Dr. Wells did this to her on purpose. Not only on purpose, but he enjoyed doing this.

While he didn't share everything on his schedule with her and Cisco (or really, much of anything), this meeting with people from RGM had been something of which they were all aware beforehand. Then, a couple days before, Dr. Wells had been called away on some emergency business. Cisco would stay at the Cortex, of course, tracking police and criminal activity for Barry, and if anything went wrong, medical-wise, she would just be a phone call away. She couldn't very well argue with her boss, now, could she?

Except the people turned out to be a single man in a taxi who clearly wasn't expecting her. She couldn't tell if it was just because she wasn't Dr. Wells or if it was because she was a woman or any other number of variables. Maybe he'd just had a bad trip down.

Once the driver dropped them at the wrong place and it began to storm, she knew it was just a bad day all around. And when Conner had yanked her out of the rain, she stumbled over her heels, landing on her ass just inside the door. "Ow."

She grabbed onto his arm, using him to leverage herself back onto her feet. "I've been here before. They definitely have food."