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Post by Dr. J. Grayson on Feb 6, 2014 19:27:47 GMT -6
Julianna got out of the cab, and smoothed her skirt down, before walking across the large open sidewalk and unto Queen Consolidated. One of the bonus points of having her badge meant that when she walked up to the desk and flashed it, they didn't make her wait around. One of the men even escorted her to the elevators, to make sure she got to the right floor.
When she walked off, Julianna turned to the right, and came up to the desk. "Tell Mr. Queen that Dr. Grayson is here, please." She had not told him that she was with the FBI. In fact she had left her reason for visiting today mostly vague, by calling to request an appointment with him, to ask him for help on a case she was working on. Even noted in her request that time was an issue, and he was making time for her.
She liked to catch people off guard, and see their open, and unguarded reactions. At the same time, she hated when they returned the favor. When the small blonde woman lead her to the doors, and she walked in, Julianna smiled and greeted him. "Mr. Queen, thank you for meeting me today on such short notice." Short noticing, being she had only asked for this meeting, that morning, and here it was the same afternoon.
Set between 2.01 & 2.02
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Post by Oliver Queen on Feb 7, 2014 11:10:44 GMT -6
Oliver's day was the usual kind of busy. With him now officially being Isabel's partner in this company -- thanks to Walter's investment -- he had to do his part. Between that, deciding to be The Hood again, and everything going on with his family . . . time was not easily found. However, when he recieved a phone call from a Dr. Grayson, he knew he had to make time. Whatever he could do to help with the case she had vaguely mentioned. That, and it could help him get some ideas of what he could do as the Hood. No longer having the list, meant he did not have specific targets to seek out. They would just have to see what criminals came up and stop him as -- or before -- they acted. Felicity told him that Dr. Grayson was here, and Oliver set down the pen he had been filling out some files with. He closed the folder and rose to his feet as she came in, introducing herself.
"Dr. Grayson," he greeted. "Oliver Queen, which you of course already know," he replied as he extending his hand to her as she was close to his desk on the other side of it. "It's no trouble at all," he added with a polite smile. He motioned to the seat for her to sit on, waiting for her to do so before he did the same. "Can I get you anything?" He asked, offering any sort of beverage of her choice since he wasn't sure how long she planned for this meeting to be. He had to admit he was curious as to what this was about, but also knew the virtue of practicing patience. Besides, right now he was Oliver Queen CEO; he had to act like it.
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Post by Dr. J. Grayson on Feb 14, 2014 15:03:31 GMT -6
Julianna walked into the office and shook his hand, before taking her seat. "No, thank you." She declined his offer to get her anything, and pulled out her badge, passing it too him in the folded leather. Once it was in his hands he could see her badge and ID at his leisure, thus allowing her a look at his reaction to knowing she was not only a doctor but worked with the FBI. She knew what he would read. Dr. Julianna Grayson, PhD. Job Title: Forensic Psychologist, FBI
"I have recently been assigned to come to Starling City, and work some cases, and one of which your name as come up quite often." She was watching him, his face, his hands. Would they shake? Would be blink too often? She'd learn to read people and right now, she was trying to read him. "Since you have returned to the city, I thought it best to catch you before it could come up any more." Meaning the Hood made another target of him and his.
"One of the many cases I am working on, is of the man in the green hood." How a single hood hid his face she would never know, but she aimed to find out. "At first I began to think he died int he Glades, but as it turned out he recently returned." She paused, watching him. "To save your sister."
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