After placing his order Lucas sits back in his chair, regarding the other man carefully. There’s always been something off about Klement. Not in a bad way, just the air of otherness that was intriguing. Was he reading too much into it or was there more to see, just beneath the surface?

Either way he’s about to find out.

“You know, my Mom always said I’m a good listener,” He sweeps his hand out towards Klement. “So let’s just jump straight into this.”