While Mathias elaborated a bit more George leaned forward in his seat and listened intently to what he had to say. Victor could feel that the man was glancing at him out the corner of his eye, which made him a bit uncomfortable. Every now and then he would give a nod if something impressed him or captured his interest but other than that the expression plastered on his face showed he was still a bit skeptical. He took another bite of his food after the young man had finished, wiping his mouth with the napkin the restaurant had provided to hide a grin, leaning back in his chair again and folding his arms. George was not a man who often hid himself but he couldnâ€™t help but admit that he was quite impressed with this plan in his own way.<br/><br/>He knew Mathiasâ€™s father was a smart man, and from the looks of things this would aid him greatly in the little war against his enemies. Phil, Victorâ€™s father, was going to be hurt pretty badly once this plan was set in motion from the looks of things. Surely the boy was not enjoying that fact.<br/><br/>A deep laugh came from George before he spoke, â€œThereâ€™s no need to thank me. Your father is a dear friend of mine so Iâ€™ll do all I can to make sure his sonâ€¦ and his friendâ€¦ are treated well.â€ Victor really had to bite his tongue there but somehow he managed to keep himself calm enough to not utter a nice, friendly â€˜fuck youâ€™ to the guy, knowing he was just trying to piss him off or get him to say something. Well he wasnâ€™t going to give him the satisfaction and continued to keep quiet. This was their meeting, not his, so he was sticking to keeping a watchful eye on the place. Something was telling him in the back of his mind George had some kind of dirty trick up his sleeve, could almost see it behind that nice guy act he was putting on. There was still a lot on his mind, he almost spaced out, so deep in thought that he barely touched his food.<br/><br/>Suddenly George pulled out a briefcase he must have kept under the table. From the briefcase he pulled out a folder that contained a few notes of his own. â€œI think Iâ€™ve seen all I need to get a better understanding,â€ he continued, â€œI will give this a shot but if it does anything to hinder my business I wonâ€™t be happy. Here are some of my own notes, feel free to look through them.â€ It was obvious that he was trying to wrap this up quickly so he could go home. Today was supposed to be his day off but instead here he was dealing with this shit when heâ€™d rather be sleeping. He sighed again and ran a hand over his face, stress beginning to sink in, and then spoke again, â€œIf thereâ€™s anything else I can do to help, please let me know and Iâ€™ll see what I can do. I just hope this works out alright.â€<br/><br/>Victor suddenly stood up and excused himself from the table for a moment. He had to use the restroom, and wanted to get as far away from George as he could for the time being to take a bit of a break. Thankfully there were not many people in the restroom so he could just relax. The music playing was not really his taste but it was somehow relaxing. Once he finished taking a leak he then walked over to the sink, washed his hands, and then threw some cool water on his face to further help himself calm down a bit more. He was still shitting bricks or something like that, needed to get himself together before he went out there. Mostly he was worried about doing something stupid that would get them into trouble. Or even worse, killedâ€¦<br/><br/>Shaking that off of his mind he took a few deep breaths before heading back out to the table and taking a seat. George flashed a smile at him but he still kept that neutral expression he had worn earlier.