He got the hand gesture, actually. Probably because he spoke in grand gestures and motions as well. "What business do you do?" How awesome would it be to expand Altrucel's business to other planets? They'd never believe him.
And then they would. Because of the huge profit that Barney would bank. For himself. The wheels were turning in his brain, already thinking of some way to spin this for his own gain. "We manufacture things." Guns and other weapons. And the fuzzy stuff on tennis balls. That was always important.