Sand was slowly getting restless sitting in his faux-leather chair. The two statuesque bodyguards stood solemnly behind him, rifles slung across their abdomens. To pass time, he tapped his fingers on the table, glanced at his expensive mechanical watch a few times and reached into his pocket for a tiny flash paper ampoule which he broke in half, sniffed a shot of white powder from and wiped his nose unceremoniously before incinerating the ampoule into nothingness with some friction between his fingers. A few seconds later, he saw the outlines of men through the door window and heard unintelligible mumbles of a brief conference. Finally, they were here. Time to turn on his charm. Running a hand through his hair, he adjusted his tie and put on a razor-sharp businessman smile to flash right at the two men as they entered.
"Gentlemen. Good day!", he spoke with an annoyingly soft voice with a barely noticeable Texan drawl, rising partly out of his seat as he gestured to the two empty ones across the table. "Please do sit." His eyes lingered a long moment on Matt's bloody hatchet, but he easily kept his cool as he sat back down firmly and smoothed his suit, then obsessively fixed his tie again. With his long fingers crossed in front of him, he listened to Swires talk, keeping his eyes affixed to the man's apart from very brief, occasional glances towards Banger. As Swires finished speaking, Sand swiped his own set of virtual papers onto the table and lowered one of his digits onto the text. "Yes, indeed- And your requested results have been delivered. Our crack team of analysts has come to an educated conclusion which, after factoring in all locational, risk assessment, logistical and administrative expenses, our sum total has been determined at seventeen million Sirius credits." After noticing a raised brow from Swires, he continued, eager to explain.
"Let me clarify. To begin, our base fee for three days rent of twelve count refit vehicles, one count refit crew and one count Serenity class transport comes up to eight million credits. Since this service falls under our "extended" list, the additional expenses are not a percentage addition, rather a flat fee. This is a good thing for you." He smiled. "An additional three million have been added to the list, totaling eleven, for the distance from our operating refit base. To that, an additional three million have been added, totaling fourteen, for the risk assessment due to the unfortunate incident you've suffered. An additional two million, totaling sixteen, have been added, for the logistical requirements of delivering and maintaining such a number of vehicles and men. Finally, the million to total seventeen million is for the administrative costs. If you have any questions at all, feel free to ask them, I'm here for your convenience." He then sat back, crossed his fingers on the table again and waited.