It was later in the day but the dinner crowd was coming into the Deadbeat. Matok was in his command robes as he approached the Zoner at the bar who directed him to the man he was looking for. Before he headed over, he instructed the bartender that the tab was his and not to let anyone disturb them.
"You must be Sunny," he inquired as his seven plus foot frame approached, "it is a pleasure to meet your acquaintance. Please, my table is in the corner where we won't be bothered."
The two men went over as Matok instructed to leave the bottles.
"Blood wine," he commented, "young, warm and sweet... but strong! It is my favorite."
He then smirked a little, "The dinner crowd will pick up a bit as will the ensuing night crowd of mooring traders. You will find a female of choice there. Anyway...."
"The ships you ordered," he stated, "they have begun work on them. I would like to learn more about your organization."