[The last time he was here, he was meeting with Narvin, but that was a meeting with the Head of the CIA, who didn't wish his position to be spread about.

Wynter had no such concerns here. Whether or not there was more to Esquivel than there seemed was irrelevant, as he didn't know any more than the next person here.

With this in mind, he foregoed the 'privacy' of one of the tables against the wall and chose a place more to the middle, closer to the bar.

He rose when he saw her.]

Hello.