You were sat opposite the two men. The buffer, more muscular one sat on the side. He didn't look very interested, though his gaze was trained on you.

The other one was sat directly in front of you, a lit cigarette between his fingers. He didn't necessarily seem rough, though if you payed attention, you'd see his eyes were narrowed, almost staring you down.

The man with the cigarette, Shiu, spoke up, finally backing up a bit, leaning back in his seat.

“It's not gonna be cheap, you know.„