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By the time the Tea party had entered its full swing, Chris had resigned himself to sitting in silence. People were speaking to one another in Japanese, so Chris couldn’t make heads or tails of any of it. He picked at a slice of Apple pie and took a drink of his Tea as he glanced around for any waiter staff. He wanted some whiskey to spike his tea with. 

[color=2E8B57]‘God.. Just a little whiskey to get through this.’[/color] Chris thought to himself as he frowned, no such luck for him. Nobody was around to take his request.

[color=2E8B57]‘Soon as I get into the city, I need to buy a flask.. Never hurts to have your own supply.’[/color] Chris thought to himself, and he stayed thinking to himself for a while until a voice to his right called his attention. It was English.

It was the kid who was dressed better than Chris. He introduced himself and listed some of the accolades Chris looked the young man over with a raised eyebrow. He was a cyber-security specialist, and apparently a good enough one to crack the NSF system. Chris didn’t doubt him, on account of him being there, but he couldn’t help but be skeptical of the kid. All smiles, and natural talent with computers doesn’t correlate into keeping your nerve in a gunfight, or pulling the trigger on somebody you’re looking in the eye. Something Churned in Chris’s stomach then, as he let his mind wander for a moment, what was it? Worry for the kid? For himself if he needed to go on mission with him? Chris couldn’t be sure. 

[color=2E8B57]“Nice to meet you son, Hell of a portfolio, real impressive.”[/color] Chris smiled at the kid and nodded for a moment before he asked his next question.

“So, what was up with the reported incidents a while ago? I want to know your side of the story.”

Chris gave the kid his best poker face, but on the inside he was annoyed, whoever that driver was,he was a real dick writing out that report. Chris shrugged his shoulder and smiled politely at the kid, deciding to play it dumb at the tea party.

[color=2E8B57]“No clue what you’re talking about son, what incidents?”[/color] Chris then turned his attention to his coat pocket and pulled out another cigarette, holding it in between his fingers he considered excusing himself to go take a smoke break when he felt a pat on his shoulder, turning to face the source he saw a man..Or a woman, a man in transition? 

[color=0054a6]“Wow super cool Smoke guy!”[/color] And then the person in front of him smiled widely, with an odd proud look in their eye. Chris couldn’t help but feel touched by this person approaching him this way. There they were, didn’t know English at all, but still trying to engage him in conversation. Chris appreciated the effort so he turned more in his seat to face them, smiling. He took care to speak a little slower and more pronounced so that nothing got lost in translation before he said.

[color=2E8B57]“Y’know what? My Japanese is probably worse than your English.”[/color] Chris smiled and chuckled. As he held out his pack of cigarettes to the person in front of him. 

[color=2E8B57]“Feel free friend, take one. I’m Chris Bell by the way, what’s your name?”[/color]