She waves a hand dismissively. "Hardly something you should concern yourself with," she says, and he'll notice that, as she picks up her drink again, frost begins to curl along the sides of it. "It's all in the details. The treaty was agreed to four years ago, but now they're raising concerns over the fine print and the interpretation of some of the phrasing regarding shipping weights and volumes. They're actually trying to argue that the weight of the cart should be included in the weight of the goods that they ship to us. Honestly," she says, shaking her head, and smirking at him. "It just takes a bit of convincing and bargaining to get them to see things the correct way, again."