Sephiroth fixed Tseng with a bit of a stare for a moment, then nodded. "I'll grant that they - at least Kadaj - are insane. And yes, he does seem rather obsessed with me. Especially this... Reunion, wasn't it? I'm not even sure I want to know at this point. All I really want to know is, is the president planning to open a branch here, and does he want - or need - my help to do it?"

That was, of course, not -all- he wanted to know. But it was all he was going to get with a reasonable measure of certainty out of this man. Sephiroth was familiar with his type, if not the man himself; cool, calculating, slick. A salesman-slash-security worker who just happened to be a gunman on the side, and loved his job to boot. A very dangerous man, indeed.

(OOC: Gah, I'm sorry it took me so long to do this. I thought I had posted, but it didn't go through apparently.)