Finishing her food, Alice put her elbow on the arm of her chair and rested her cheek on her fist as she watched the testosterone levels soar. It was just a major pain. Obviously this Charles character had to have done something to make the guards attack him and now he wants to use that sad excuse to make jeers at Hale's designs. She was watching his every move. The way his adam apples bobbed and his eye brow rose with an air of self assuredness. Alice also took note of the slight shift he made. He'd done something. The girl stood and walked next to Hale. She pinched his pants leg. 

"Search him. Get whatever bank information needed for the trade, then make him leave." She said softly, just below a whisper, meant only for Hale. Alice didn't know what this man was planning but every part of her wanted him gone. In every meaning of the word.