Maite steps out of the shadows near Arturo. She had really been there for quite some time and had been observing him to see if he revealed where his weapons were. His adjustments were very slight, but she noticed them none the less. A less practiced eye would have missed them.

"Senor." She sits at the table and nods at the waitress. It suddenly seems to be no one is waiting near their table and only a darkly tanned woman approaches them.

"Hola, do you wish a drink?"

"I'll have my usual, Maria. As for my friend...?"