Chenzo had been sat pondering how Harabero would conduct himself in person, how accepting he'd be of the very values that true outcasts are based upon for about 30 minutes before the ruffled static came through the speaker.
Barman: "S-s-Sir, there's a very important man here, I think it's the one you said, shall I send him in?"
Chenzo: "No, I'll see to him myself- What you can do however is offer him and his company whatever refreshments they'd like"
Chenzo disabled the comms device and made his way to the bar area. Harabero and his men were being offered drinks.
He coughs as if to announce himself before speaking.
"Senor Harabero, thank you for coming. Once you and your men have been suitably seen to for refreshments, please follow me to my personal quarters, although I'm sure you and I at a joint effort could hand-to-hand deal with any number of intoxicates, the common bar is no place for us to conduct our talks"
Chenzo places what is unmistakeably a Sirius Credit Card on the bar and nods to gesture it's paid for
"Keep the change".
Harabero and his guards followed Chenzo to his personal quarters where he tells Harabero's guards to take a look around, once they are satisfied he's in good hands to wait outside or in the bar, do what they need to do, but this conversation is one man to another and no disrespect tis to be taken by it.