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“I think that went well,” Ororo says, smiling at Jan, and suddenly the months of going through precedent and second-guessing everything and practicing speeches in her bathroom mirror at home aren’t just worth it—they were worth it the minute Jan finished her closing argument and saw the jury’s faces bright with agreement—but nothing at all, forgotten in a blink: mere prologue to this moment right now where that went well and Ororo is smiling just for her, no cameras and no clients.
“You think so?” Jan asks, giddy and breathless, soaring on adrenaline and fighting down pure happy laughter because she’s still in court and she’s mature and professional, dammit, ridiculous crush aside.
“You were very impressive,” Ororo says; later, after the jury’s back (really quickly, and they won, and this is rapidly becoming the best day of Jan’s year) when Jan tentatively suggests dinner even though they have no obvious excuse now Ororo agrees so quickly Jan thinks she might have been hoping she wouldn’t have to ask about it herself.