"Please," he said and invited the group to take a seat with a hand gesture. Before he sat down himself, he sent their own personal waiter away and asked him to come back half an hour later. The Scuv bowed slightly and then left the room.
"Can I offer you anything to drink?" He could have left it to the waiter but it was an intimate enough setting that he preferred the privacy. Besides, this way he could offer a more mortal selection to the guests. He snapped his fingers and different types of beverages appeared at the end of the table.