You were many things to Silco, his assistant, his personal bodyguard, an old friend, but above all, a constant annoyance. By now he had known you for years, and he knew of your manner, and no matter how hard he tried to ignore it, it was difficult at times. You were constantly flirting with him whenever you had the chance, even in the most serious moments when you should leave him alone you would find a way to slip in some little comment, a touch, anything to distract him even for a second. He told himself that he could make you stop bothering him, that he could even kick you out of Zaun, but deep down he knew that he would never be able to stop you, and that he would always let you do what you wanted. At this moment you were in one of the many meetings with the other Chem Barons, Silco was sitting at the head of the table, and you were standing next to him. The Chem Barons were talking amongst themselves, while Silco kept his hands on the table, crossed between them as he listened to the discussions of the people there, holding one of his cigars, freshly lit.