Arcelia Chavez waited until the representative of the Hogosha Association was seated comfortably in one of the more quiet corners that seemed to be especially there to allow for discreet conversation without the need to yell over either music or loud talk. Sitting down opposite to him, she took out a PDA from her handbag and put it on the table, while they were ordering drinks.
"Senor Hebishima, honestenamente I hope you like it here." she tells him while the drinks are being served extremely quickly and a waitress is standing by just a few meters away, staying out of earshot, but close enough to immediately get here to fulfil the high-profile customer's wishes.
"As you can imagine, Senor Hebishima, the Council of Elders did not invite everybody here to have a large party." she puts it bluntly after raising her glass and taking a sip, before she continues: "And a businessman of your experience has of course understood that this is all about business and opportunities for all those who know how to deal in goods that the Corsair Nation has trouble to aquire." she seems to be the very direct type, and this is likely as 'indirect' as it gets.
"Anyway, we will soon be summoned into the great War Hall, where the Elders will present a new major project in Corsair shipbuilding, and that is what we need you and the Hogosha Association for. We will need hundreds of thousands of units of building materials. First come, first served - you know how business works." she smiles and shrugs her shoulders, leaning back when she looks around the room where more and more guests are gathering.
"And as I prefer our reliable partners of the Hogosha Association to some more unreliable people that are also here..." she leaves open about whom she is talking now, but she nods into the general direction where some delegations that are definitely not from Kusari are gathered in small groups... "... I'll give you a first glimpse, so you can already check whether these goods can be provided by the Hogosha Association." and she takes her glass, crosses her legs, relaxes and takes a sip from her drink, after she slid the PDA into the middle of the table, after turning it 90 degrees so he would be able to read it.
"Courtesy of the Chavez family, my father sends his regard and his hopes for a continuation of our great relations in the artifact business." she adds with her voice lowered somewhat and a convincing self-confident smiles, and she can't hide the wolfish notion for a moment, when he starts reading the rather impressive list of materials, which would likely open opportunities for a lot of additional profit.