[From his voice alone, Genesis was expecting to see an earnest backwater expert. It wasn't something he was prejudiced against, though. Despite how he sounded refined and high-class over the network, his roots were in the countryside and his closest allies were, well, earnest backwater experts.

Thus, when Genesis finally sees him, rising to his feet to take his hand and give it a firm shake, he couldn't help but beam widely. He could tell this man was going to be someone he could rely on. There was something about him (perhaps the scruff, or it could be the down-to-earth aura, or even the woodsy cologne) that reminded him precisely of his best friend-- who was currently head of security at Club Rapier.]

It's my pleasure to meet you as well, Mr. Merlotte. Have a seat.

[And he takes his own seat as well.]

I'm glad you've considered joining the Club Rapier team. To be very honest, I am in need of someone who can take charge when I'm not around. Managing a club as busy as this one all by myself has taken a lot out of me. I don't think it's anything healthy for a normal person.

So, you said you owned and managed your own place back home. Will you tell me more about that?