"You think I don't know all of that J.C? I know, okay. I know." She was about to lay into him about his own goddamn failings when something beeped on her computer screen. Her gaze tore away from the Gangrel's and she moved to open the DM quickly reading over it, and closing it and seeming to sit back a moment in her chair, closing her eyes briefly.
"It's one of my clients, J.C. I need to go take care of some business. Maeve will either come around, or you know..." She stopped gathering her stuff a moment, and turned towards him moving closer, now standing. "Maybe I should give you a hug, after all I may not be alive in a few months if they act out in formal court again." Quinn made a sarcastic come get it gesture with her middle and ring fingers, her index's pointing at him. She was being super sarcastic and slightly antagonistic because she was irritated with what happened in court.
The point was impossible to miss. No matter how cheeky she delivered it.