<em>Leo, at the meeting</em><br/><br/>"Ingrid, chill," said Leo as he looked up from his notes. "I never said anything about ripping anyone off. I had merely assumed that we had been talking about a strictly modeling agency. Now lay the fuck off, I'm not the enemy here." He sighed and looked back at his notes. "To tell the truth, my concerns are primarily logistics. I don't plan to do the negotiations, I don't exactly have the right mindset for that."<br/><br/>He leaned back and closed his eyes. "It's all about keeping our hands clean and, preferably, working on the books. It's always good to not have anyone asking annoying questions about your operation and the best way to do that is pay your taxes." He tapped a finger on the table for a moment. "Which leads us to hoping to find johns with political pull. Have you noticed that those kinds always protect the ones who have their dirty secrets?"