The one where Laura Hale is the best closer in New York; Stiles has a photographic memory, no (real) law degree, and medical bills to pay; and Derek is Donna, thinks Stiles is a terrible idea, and will abuse his administrative assistant powers to make Stiles’s life hell.
Stiles: [waves] I got you two coffees this time, let me in Derek: I’m sure the paralegal you obsess over will be impressed with your indecision and inability to commit Stiles: Please, Lydia is a foodie, like she will give my Starbucks the time of day. Now drink your peasant coffee and let me see Laura
“How did you not know?” Laura screeches and Derek feels his hackles rise, defensive.
“Wha—Bu—But he smells good to everyone!”
“Not that good,” Cora scoffs.
“Yeah, not good enough to hump him over it.”
“I didn’t hump—”
“You kinda did,” Stiles agrees, scratching at the back of his head. “Though I can’t say I minded.”
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A new tea shop has opened in Beacon Hills, and Laura drags Derek along so he can try the incredible, memory-evoking drinks for himself. He’s soon going back for more, but is it because of the tea, or the owner?
