Jack inspected the glass his drink came in as the waitress watched closely. She was afraid, almost crippled, about the brake. What if the glass wasn't clean enough? What if the whiskey she brought was the wrong one?
In this moment, the Guildmaster stared her in the eyes, smiled and gestured her to walk away.
Relax, girl. Go take a break.
He then offered her a cigarette and she accepted it. Her hands shaking heavily, she barely managed to pull it out of the pack.
Daniels smiled and turned his attention to Sogan.
New? It's an old place, bud. The only new thing here is me and Scarlet over there. But uh, between you and me, we've been here before, me and her. And we've done some major damage. I hope it's different this time around. Enough about that, though. What about you? I've about five minutes before I need to depart for Durban. Just enough for a good story, no? Also, have a cigarette if you want.
He slid the pack towards Sogan and wondered if he would insult his hospitality even more by refusing a cigarette along with the drinks.
