Varian was waiting in the lobby of the restaurant. He did not like that he had been sitting for almost ten minutes now waiting; this was Baron's advice. Baron had told him that since he was going to ask Tom for a favour, it would be better if he seemed desperate and waited for him. Baron had barely been able to get a slot for Varian to meet the busy Tom, and he did not want to blow it off, so he was doing everything he could to make it work. The idea of waiting was strange to him; he had always had it the other way around, and he did not like the feeling.
"He is coming in," Baron said, standing up from his seat opposite Varian. Varian had never seen this man before because he did not need to meet him. So his eyes searched until they landed on the person he thought to be the leader.
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