Slater blinked. This man had just walked in randomly on a cold night, strolling through with his Russian accent and his business deal. Had Slater ordered an angel in disguise? He didn't think so... after he'd managed to gather his thoughts he leant up in his chair, the man having his full attention.
"I'm intrigued," he began, eyeing his guest with a keen gaze and completely forgetting Viv was there, "but perhaps you could indulge me a moment... what information did you want from him? If I know more of the matter between you perhaps I can be of better service."