"Sake." Takahiro said simply, reaching over to grab the jug. He proceeded to fill both cups as he spoke, first Galina's, then his own. "Drink from home. Not wine, made different."

He punctuated his words with another sip from his now-filled cup, savoring the taste of his homeland. Sake meant a lot to Takahiro, it meant a lot to his entire clan. Illegal breweries, smuggled barrels, 'tax' on drinks in gambling houses, the drink brought life to his family in more than just spirit. In a way it was unbelievable, that he could drink it so casually now, so far away from his country. But [i]that[/i] was merely a testament to how far his family had come already.

And they would go further. Much, much further.

"For drug..." He placed the cup back on the table, grinning once more. "Familiar with effects. Noticed it early in drink, played drugged, worked to not forget." He raised a finger to tap it against his temple briefly. "Forgot some still. But remember most of night, up to drink, being drugged, losing goal, enough. Didn't check to see if drunk much, did you?"

He paused a moment to raise an eyebrow towards Galina, before shrugging his own gesture off and continuing.

"Last, why..." He pondered the question for a moment, as if he had never wondered 'why' before. Finally, he spoke, gesturing first towards the closed door behind them. "Because I needed test Goemon? He learns well, but always needs training..."

Takahiro paused to ponder again, then gestured towards himself. "Because I needed learn about spies? Bad to get caught again, need learn more about Russians."

Finally, he took a moment to sip from his cup once more, downing the liquid held within entirely before placing it down. He leaned forward, then, eyes boring into Galina's own as his voice dropped low.

"Or because you need know something; I do not like competing- [i]family[/i] does not like competing. We have goals, have tasks, have plans. They happen in everywhere, but [i]I[/i] am in America. Others get in way once? Fine. But need be warned... Will [i]not[/i] like second time."

Takahiro leaned back once more, regarding Galina with something close to contempt in his eye. "Not everything need 'greater reason'. Some reasons great enough: Family, pride, honor. Threaten those? Money isn't problem, time isn't problem, trouble isn't problem." 

Taking hold of his cane, Takahiro rose, voice rising to match. "Keep Demidov family out of America coast. Keep away from [i]my[/i] territory. Brought you here to give message- now you have it."