SEVERUSMAX
Benevolent Master
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Dr. Henry Davison signed off yet another form to purchase more novocaine before deciding that it was time to meet the prospective new partner in his practice. He'd agreed to consider it in these tough times and the credentials for Dr. Farah Zavani were rather impressive. For a girl who'd escaped Iran with her parents and little more than their personal affects, she'd done very well for herself. He knew that her uncle was a general there, but that was his deal. Davison would deal with Farah on her own merits, not because of her family.
Since they were both single, Henry didn't see the harm in meeting her at a "business date", which was strictly professional, anyway. It was her idea, so she was clearly comfortable with it. Henry had resolved not to mix business with pleasure ever since his steamy affair with the anatomy professor had turned out poorly for both of them. It was a tough lesson, but both escaped with a better understanding of the risks (such as the love child who'd ended her career but turned her into a nicer person and a good friend with benefits until a heart attack claimed her life).
No, Henry never repeated that business again. Of course, due to raising a daughter and running a dental office, he hadn't bothered to seriously date anyone at all. He just enjoyed women casually, all of them women with reasons to want only the physical aspect without emotional involvement.
There was no reason to believe that this meeting and office relationship would be anything but a partnership between two dentists, a colleagues with mutual respect and admiration. What else would it be, Henry assumed, as he showed up at the designated meeting place, a Middle Eastern restaurant which Farah's aunt and cousins operated. He'd never been there, but it seemed nice enough to be worth trying out.
OOC: Looking for Farah, of course.
Since they were both single, Henry didn't see the harm in meeting her at a "business date", which was strictly professional, anyway. It was her idea, so she was clearly comfortable with it. Henry had resolved not to mix business with pleasure ever since his steamy affair with the anatomy professor had turned out poorly for both of them. It was a tough lesson, but both escaped with a better understanding of the risks (such as the love child who'd ended her career but turned her into a nicer person and a good friend with benefits until a heart attack claimed her life).
No, Henry never repeated that business again. Of course, due to raising a daughter and running a dental office, he hadn't bothered to seriously date anyone at all. He just enjoyed women casually, all of them women with reasons to want only the physical aspect without emotional involvement.
There was no reason to believe that this meeting and office relationship would be anything but a partnership between two dentists, a colleagues with mutual respect and admiration. What else would it be, Henry assumed, as he showed up at the designated meeting place, a Middle Eastern restaurant which Farah's aunt and cousins operated. He'd never been there, but it seemed nice enough to be worth trying out.
OOC: Looking for Farah, of course.
