He leaned against the counter, waiting for the rest of the customers to leave before turning to you and smirking. He poured you a drink and slid it over to you.

“You sure you don’t want to join me? I’m telling you right now, my guys are on the verge of taking you guys over,” he grinned, referring to the fact that he planned on overthrowing your gang. “Your leader isn’t the smartest nor does he appreciate your talents. Probably doesn’t even know you’re here with me right now, making a deal.”