Angel stared at him, not intending to make him nervous, but with no effort of bringing comfort to him either. In his mind, he was getting a placed to stay, and a job of sorts. Not part of the family, but definitely not a slave. On paper yes, in his home, no. Ein would be employed. The quicker things were settled thed quicker he could focus on work. He was pushing well into rehearsal time just by being here.<br/><br/>"This should be it. I'll send the copies to you digitally. Here are his records and proof of ownership."<br/><br/>It took another twenty minutes to get out of the office and into his car, a black luxury sedan with darkly tinted windows and all the bells and whistles.  "We can pick up dinner on the way home.  Any preferences? Food allergies or aversions I should be aware of?"  He unlocked the doors and got in, debating on which route he needed to avoid major traffic and pick up Manny from school.