"Nice to meet you" Nate flashed the tiniest of winning smiles, that were so popular in London.

Like all members of the legal profession, Nate was morally flexible. He had no firm code of ethics that precluded the taking of one case or client from another. Orphanage or mill owner, Nate's justice was blind. The only exceptions were if said client had a history of not paying fees. So, for the prize of a lifetime with a beautiful wife, Nate would gladly believe in ghosts for an evening.

"Of course" He took the stub of a pencil and scribbled on her card. Now how did a waltz go?