"An astute observation, Mishtar Rat. Consider it an initial test and an excuse for us to meet face to face. After a little research, it was clear there was a potential opportunity for someone in my position would not wish to miss. One cannot say i am disappointed." Picking up her Black Russian, she took a sip. Quickly following up with her cigarette, she made no effort to hide her eyes as they looked between the two of them in a discerning fashion.
"I wish to know how the cut between us is going to work. Organising a legal front is no easy matter, especially one which gives an edge against the competition. No insignificant risk is involved." She took another long smoke, adjusting her dress idly as she thought on her next words. "When we take on the big leagues, what happens to the spoils?"
