So, how was the flight?
Thirteen hours. I'm starving.
I know a place.
Nothing fancy. Steak. Vodka. Pretty girl.
Just one?
I told you. Thirteen-hour flight.
So what's the story?
So great to see you, brother.
We make some noise.
When are we meeting with this fucking guy?
I'm handling it.
I didn't come here to wait around.
In the meantime, maybe you help me fix something else.