Tristan took out a cigar of his own, not that he smoked them often, and lit it. They were outside, and it wasn't like they weren't business partners. It was sort of tradition, wasn't it, having a smoke with the business partner? Plus it gave him something to do with his hands and stay out here if Mr. Sypher had wanted him for something.
"Sir." He said with a nod, acknowledging him lightly. "I didn't notice you there earlier. Have you been out here long?" He asked, trying to gauge if he knew about the export business.