"Very much so, I must thank you again for the tour. It was a rare pleasure to see how your products are made, not to mention the lessons on the Daam K'vosh. To say it was unforgettable would be an understatement."
Brisbane examined a set of cuff links and a tie clip he had selected, the cigar case remained tucked inside his jacket pocket.
"These will make quite the statement on my regular visits to Newark, don't be surpised if you recieve an order for several hundred in the following months."
Soon the limo had reached the gates of Myrthos Villa, Pepe's racous laughter raised the eyebrows of the awaiting guards. As they opened the door for Ronaldo and Edward they caught the last snippets of Brisbane's story.
"...You can imagine the look on the Outcast's face when he put the new vial of cardamine in his breather and got a lung full of paprika! He wasn't so cocky after that I can tell you."
They both clambered out roaring with laughter, even the guards cracked a smile. Pepe could be heard thumping his fist on the dashboard in a fit of hysterics behind them.
"Ah, good times. Noone's ever too old to play a practical joke, especially on a stuck up Outcast..." He gave a couple of supressed chuckles. "If it's ok with you amigo I'd like a small rest before we start negotiating, half an hour or so?."
