Don't Threaten Me!
Arriving at the Vincent Building a few minutes ago, Arslan sat beside Isabella in the waiting area as Vincent seemed to be tied up at the moment to meet them, so they had to wait.
Almost an hour had passed since their scheduled meeting had passed, and Arslan's patience was wearing thin with every second. He was growing increasingly annoyed with this man who seemed to think he was better than them somehow.
Arslan spent most of his time observing the talents who were coming and going from their agents' offices as he sat there. The building was a hive of activity, a testament to its success in Arslan's eyes.