"All this money and you still have the fashion sense of a 1970's grandma."
I round the table and take a seat across from him.
He just scowls at me, sighing deeply and finishing his glass.
I chew on my gum with a grin, raising my hand to the waitress to order something to drink.
"Let’s skip the pleasantries, shall we? You and I both know we’re not here for small talk.” he says coldly, taking a dr...