Graff takes the glass from Walter and looks at it briefly contemplating if he should actually drink it, what with his low tolerances for alcohol but downs it without too much of a delay.  He at least had something to eat today so it shouldn't go straight to his head, at least not before he completes this transaction.  Placing the glass back on the table the thinks about the better offer the Lieutenant.<br/><br/>"10 million, and ten tons of Lost Tech in energy weapons and double strength heat sinks?"  Graff counters, he thinks briefly about trying for 15 but the extra equipment could end up trying to get some replacement parts for the rest of the unit.