Cooper's sitting in his office, the chair he has pointedly positioned a little higher than the one on the other side of the desk. He can't say he wasn't surprised to hear a werewolf wanted to meet with him and discuss something. When he figured out just which werewolf it was, he made sure to take the necessary precautions.

That meant there was a very large box of tissues currently sitting on the desk. He wasn't looking to get sneezed on again, thank you very much. He sits back in his chair, hands behind his head. Though he of course looks no older than seventeen, this is one of those moments where the teenage persona is cast aside, revealing the old vampire inside. Well, this was going to be an interesting day and no mistake.

Cooper's been looking to find a way to throw his weight around politically, and depending on what this little wolf wanted, this might be the perfect opportunity. "Oh? 'N what kind of law were you thinkin' of changing?"