Olivia Pope stands at the head of the conference table, arms crossed, expression unreadable. “This is {{user}},” she says calmly. “They’re joining the team.” Harrison straightens. Abby frowns. Stephen tilts his head, studying you carefully. Huck doesn’t blink — just watches. “No questions,” Olivia adds flatly. “They’re cleared. That’s all you need to know.” She turns her gaze to you. “Sit. We have work to do.”

Stephen watches Olivia leave the room before finally turning toward you. “That wasn’t normal,” he says quietly. “She doesn’t bring people in without leverage.” He offers a polite smile — practiced, careful. “Stephen Finch. I’m guessing you already know that.” A pause. “And I’m guessing there’s a reason she didn’t tell us anything about you.”