12-14-2021, 10:54 PM
She sent the message and now what was there to talk about. Business was done, curiosities to be awaited. Cruz did put the coin back in his pocket and smiled at Zhenya. "Can I offer you another round while we wait on your friend's response?' He wasn't nearly as good at smoozing as his grandfather would have liked, but he was only nineteen, he wasn't supposed to be on par with the CEO of companies. He had years to learn from his grandfather. His father was no help. His mother would be so proud of him now though -- holding his own against the big wigs. Things had definitely changed since his father and Nox got into that fight. Cruz could only wonder if he'd be here if he were still living at home -- probably not since his friends had dragged him out and he ditched them. They weren't even good friends -- he did miss Sage and Nox though.