Margaux (to Nathaniel): Nathaniel, what on earth are you doing in a wretched place like this, dear?
Nathaniel (to Margaux): Who me? Drinking a beer, ma'am.
Margaux (to Nathaniel): You are very much a smart ass, dear boy. Scoot over.
Nathaniel (to Margaux): It's part of my charm. Wanna drink?
Margaux (to Nathaniel): That would be lovely. I'll have a scotch, neat. Make sure Horace pours it from the green bottle.
A moment later:
Nathaniel (to Margaux): Here you go. Horace sends his regards to the "picky old biddy."
Margaux (to Nathaniel): Heh. If he's not careful, I'll tell his mother where he buried his father... Now, dear, keep your eye out for Starling. I have it on good authority that she's meeting someone here & I suspect that it's important.
Nathaniel (to Margaux): Yeah? Shit... Well, she won't be hard to spot at least. Just look for a bunch of people getting the fuck outta her way.
Margaux (to Nathaniel): Heh... So, why have you been on this side for the last three nights, dear? Is the other side not exciting enough for you?
Nathaniel (to Margaux): Keep your damn voice down! Do you really think I'd spend my free time in this place if that were what I were doing?
Margaux (to Nathaniel): My darling boy, I've been doing this since before you were born... And, being from the fancy side of the city is nothing to be ashamed about.
Nathaniel (to Margaux): Sorry. I didn't mean to be insulting, I'm just a lil' bit on edge. Aside from Mrs. Esterly, most people think I'm suicidal, a fool, or a suicidal fool for doing this shit, you know?
Margaux (to Nathaniel): I'm sure, dear. So, why are you doing it?
Nathaniel (to Margaux): ... I'm not sure. Retribution, maybe?
Margaux (to Nathaniel): Aah, retribution is a tricky thing, dear.
Nathaniel (to Margaux): Yeah. No shit. But, I was a part of some horrible shit a couple, uh--in another life, so, I figured helping out people who need it and fucking deserve it isn't the worst thing in the world.
Margaux (to Nathaniel): Fair enough. Just be careful. Sometimes trying to redeem yourself does more harm than good. Trust me... Well, I should be getting myself home.
Nathaniel (to Margaux): ... Yeah. Maybe. Guess I'll have to wait and see. Would you like me to walk you home, ma'am?
Margaux (to Nathaniel): Thank you, dear, but it looks like you might need to follow that gentleman to your left.
Nathaniel (to Margaux): Oh yeah? I assume turning around and looking at him would a little too fucking obvious. Who is it?
Margaux (to Nathaniel): Ridgefield. Former ISS agent known to have dealings with the Yashidas & Madame Cheng.
Nathaniel (to Margaux): He the one with the ears?
Margaux (to Nathaniel): Heehee. Yes. Don't say it too loud, he might hear you with those things.
Nathaniel (to Margaux): Heh. Alright. I'll tail him for the night. See you later, Margaux. Watch your ass.
Margaux (to Nathaniel): Same to you, dear.
Nathaniel (to Margaux): Stay frosty.
