Ernst walks over casually and grabs himself a seat next to Ian. "Ah yes. The reform."
He turns his head to the barwoman. "Screwdriver please. The cocktail not the DIY tool." He said jokingly.
He turns back to Ian, pulling a straight and serious face. "How are things anyway? I'm interested in how the merger is going. You know, with the main branch and White Spa..." His tone was different now, very much formal and serious.