Alex wondered what his game was? He watched the man open a bottle of whiskey, which meant.....that he liked whiskey. There really was no code for it, all he did was pour himself some. Than offered it to him, he only indulged the bottle and poured himself a cup of whiskey. Looking down towards the table, making sure that he didn't spill any.
"Whiskey is fine."
After he finished pouring himself a glass, he would place the bottle in the middle. Rearing back into his seat and looking straight at the man, as he took a sip of the whiskey. When his lips savored some of the brown liquid, Alex had started to cough up a storm from how strong it was. He was rather young to have these type of drinks, still somewhat of a child afterall. When he offered a cigarette, he only waved his hand as to decline the offer....he didn't like to smoke at all.
"Thank you for being so kind, Mr. Re. Yet, I am still pondering what you would need of me? It seems your well off financially, but what could you really need from me?" He said with wonderment in his eyes, he hoped that he knew of his field of work.
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