Makai Dashiell
Mining Idiot
CENTRALITY HUILA STATION
Makai waited patiently at the arrival bays, adjusting his fish necktie, smoothing out the last invisible wrinkles in his blue suit. He was ahead of schedule, wanting to make sure he was available to greet his guest personally, rather than have one of his assistants do it for him.
Next to him was Iko Vel , who looked a touch nervous. It was hard to say, the kid was talkative and often a littler hyperactive. The talkative part reminded Makai of himself, although he learned to curb that habit.
"Alright, when Valery Noble arrives have you practiced what you want to say? Remember, let me do most of the talking, you observe until needed."
This, of course, was part of a larger lesson.
"Consider this much like a business interaction. You don't immediately jump down their throat with business. You ask about their spouse, their kids, how their trip was, what vacation they are taking and where, what their daughter is studying in school..."
His hand made and on and on motion to emphasize his point.
"Then, when you're settled, you get to business. Got to make them feel good about you, and by extension, your business. For you, that's the internship."