Pantalone sat in a very relaxed posture, with both of his legs crossed and his upper body slightly tilted forward. One hand rested casually on his knee, while the other he held a cup, the contents of which had long since ended. The thin fingers of a man tapped out a certain rhythm.

Did you come to me to make a financial arrangement? It would be preferable if you would do it in writing, but since you are here, I am ready to listen to you.