Introductions were made and drinks were offered. Seven even got his order right. "A whiskey on the rocks, please." The boy could barely be old enough to drink much less own anything of repute -- must be money. And that intrigued Xander just as much as Seven's royal blood. The kid might be a good mark, but he wasn't here checking out new money, tonight he was the guest of a man who he found enjoyable company.
He put on his best smile and lead with the straight up question he had on his mind. "She is CEO of Pervaya Liniya. Seven is..." he looked at Seven with a broad grin and a wink. "well Seven. How is it a boy who is barely out of diapers makes the money to be back here with all the former royals, oil tycoons and world changing companies?"
The boy chuckled. He had heard the question a few too many times but he didn't look annoyed. "Family money. I might only be in college but my grandfather has been grooming me since I was born to run the company when he's gone. Technically, right now I'm VP of RnD."
Impressive but probably given to the boy without merit. Another sleeze ball company that hands down from child to child. "What company might that be?" Xander asked.
Cruz smiled. "Jivana."
That was not what he had expected to hear. "A leader in medical technology."
Cruz nodded. "And if I might be as blunt, how is it that an american..." Cruz looked him up and down like he was inspecting him. it wasn't the same look a guy gave you when he was checking you out -- no this was about judging a person's worth. "... cowboy knows anything about Manifesto and the companies that keep Moscow and the CCD running?"
Xander laughed, seeing where the question and look landed him. Blunt to blunt. The kid at least knew how to play the game. But Xander didn't have a reason for Z to know such things. A slip in his persona perhaps... but not if a story could be made up in time. And Z had the best one. "That is probably a tale not told in the presence of so many, but let's say men are creatures of superstition, and reading the things around a person can come in handy when dealing in business." Xander gave Zhenya a smile. "Like our lovely mistress here, among other things I know she is a fan of the norse mythos -- love, fertility runes dance around a rainbow of colors. And slips of her company's logo dip in and out. Xander could have gone on to tell Seven's aura, he'd already revealed the crown on his head. Seven had a slight idea of his gifts, and it appeared Z was going to be a traveling freak show. Which wasn't too far from the reality of his life. Except Z flaunted the gifts while Xander did not.
He put on his best smile and lead with the straight up question he had on his mind. "She is CEO of Pervaya Liniya. Seven is..." he looked at Seven with a broad grin and a wink. "well Seven. How is it a boy who is barely out of diapers makes the money to be back here with all the former royals, oil tycoons and world changing companies?"
The boy chuckled. He had heard the question a few too many times but he didn't look annoyed. "Family money. I might only be in college but my grandfather has been grooming me since I was born to run the company when he's gone. Technically, right now I'm VP of RnD."
Impressive but probably given to the boy without merit. Another sleeze ball company that hands down from child to child. "What company might that be?" Xander asked.
Cruz smiled. "Jivana."
That was not what he had expected to hear. "A leader in medical technology."
Cruz nodded. "And if I might be as blunt, how is it that an american..." Cruz looked him up and down like he was inspecting him. it wasn't the same look a guy gave you when he was checking you out -- no this was about judging a person's worth. "... cowboy knows anything about Manifesto and the companies that keep Moscow and the CCD running?"
Xander laughed, seeing where the question and look landed him. Blunt to blunt. The kid at least knew how to play the game. But Xander didn't have a reason for Z to know such things. A slip in his persona perhaps... but not if a story could be made up in time. And Z had the best one. "That is probably a tale not told in the presence of so many, but let's say men are creatures of superstition, and reading the things around a person can come in handy when dealing in business." Xander gave Zhenya a smile. "Like our lovely mistress here, among other things I know she is a fan of the norse mythos -- love, fertility runes dance around a rainbow of colors. And slips of her company's logo dip in and out. Xander could have gone on to tell Seven's aura, he'd already revealed the crown on his head. Seven had a slight idea of his gifts, and it appeared Z was going to be a traveling freak show. Which wasn't too far from the reality of his life. Except Z flaunted the gifts while Xander did not.