"Heh"
bnc's short laugh sounded nervous, yet reliefed. He can be such a charmer. I just came away with offering my employer drugs. Jeez. Now only Anna can outdo me in regard of stupid offers...
"Sure, a man of your standing shouldn't let loose to much, eh? Uhm, let's see...
I myself recently re-explored Novacoke for myself, but for obvious reasons I'm not producing it myself. I basically, uhm, cook stuff from home. The Wienerschnitzel of partying, so to say.
Uh, look!"
Slowly getting a bit more confident, bnc produces some small plastic bags. In one of them is a yellow powder, the other contains golden crystalline chunks.
"I actually wouldn't recommend bananadust to you. Not only is that bitch quite addictive, but it has also, well, let's say, effects a man of your position might want to avoid when engaging with his employees.
"So I'd like to present you with my very personal favoré. Golden Mirror is a stimulant. It won't recalib your wires a lot, but it will definitely make you more active in a party. There aren't any bad sideeffects, if you don't start doing them on a regular basis..."
"Jeez..."