Scotty's lips tightened. "I'll be glad to see him," he assured Angel. "I want to ask him about his pal Nast."
Rick's eyes opened wide. "No need," he said. "Look at the door."
There, just entering were Lazada and Nast, arm in arm!
The boys waited until they were seated, then walked over to join them.
"Good evening," Rick said. "I hope you gentlemen are well."
Lazada and Nast smiled. The Assistant Secretary nodded. "Both quite well, thank you. And how are you?"
"Oh, I'm fine," Rick said. "But my friend is giving me a little trouble." He pulled a chair out from Lazada's table and sat down. Scotty followed suit. Rick was close to Lazada, while Scotty's chair was nearer to Nast.
"Your friend is giving you trouble?" Lazada asked. "Which friend?"
"This one," Rick said, motioning to Scotty. "He wants to kill Mr. Nast. I don't think we should kill Mr. Nast, do you?"
Lazada smiled. "Ask him."