3698/Two business men enter, two leave

Two business men enter, two leave
Date of Scene:	05 October 2020
Location:	The Strait Lace Steakhouse - Hellfire Club
Synopsis:	Deals done over diner, leading to war in the shadows.
Cast of Characters:	Wilson Fisk, Leland Owlsley

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Wilson Fisk has posed:
The invite was sent over to the office of Mr. Owlsey, handwritten inviting him to dinner at the hellfire club.

Mr. Fisk was dressed in a dark silver suit with a purple tie, sitting in the VIP booth, with a glass of wine in his right hand, as he swirls it slowly waiting for his guest, his eyes moving over the packed restaurant slowly, taking in each face, each group talking, it is good to have the power of knowledge. Light soft jazz fills the room as he takes another long sip of the wine as he waits for a moment.

He brought his own vegan steaks, cooked, and delivered at the same time as his guests' food, for it is only good manners to eat with him as he waits now checking his watch.

Leland Owlsley has posed:
Leland Owlsley, or the "Owl of Wall Street" as he is more known as walks into The Strait Lace. Owlsley had just come back from a rather lengthy Roxxon shareholder's meeting in Greece. Dario Agger, as always, wanted to show off his heritage and insisted that his shareholders accompany him on a backpacking trip across Greece. The trip was rather hellish for Leland, who was currently not in the best physical shape, but he managed to make it back to America without dying of a heart attack. Once he arrived, he was rather surprised to find a invitation for dinner at the Hellfire Club from none other than Wilson Fisk, the CEO of one of Leland's "rising darling" corporations as he put it in his newspaper, and someone he wanted on his side.

Leland was currently wearing a Greem Tuxedo, complete with Orange tie and brown dress shoes. His long, brown hair was neatly combed and he was wearing coke-bottle glasses, giving his eyes a rather owlish look. He tugged at his collar when he laid eyes on the massive form of Mr. Fisk. As he walked towards him, the Financier extended his hand towards him and said,

"Good evening Mr. Fisk."

Wilson Fisk has posed:
"Mr. Owlsey." Mr. Fisk waves his hand towards the booth as he watches the crowded restaurant, his eyes looking over the man."Sit, enjoy my wine." His hand is reaching for the bottle, slowly pouring a glass, with a little chuckle."Now, then it seems you have just arrived back in the states; I heard about the trip. Did it live up to the hype?"

With that he is waiting now for the man to join him, as he leans back into the booth as he brings his own wine glass to his lips for a little drink, as he sets it down slowly, watching for the waiter, as if he is going to order."Now, then once you're ready to order, this dinner is on me. For, we have met in passing two birds in flight, but now we roost and talk for a bit."

Leland Owlsley has posed:
Leland nods at Fisk as he takes a seat in the booth, sitting across from the massive man. Once he brings up the trip, Leland chuckles lightly and says,

"Dario Agger insisted that his shareholders go to Greece with him. Yeah, it was beautiful and all. But, let me tell you, all that walking around nearly gave me a dammed heart attack! Dario may be a decent CEO, but sometimes he's as crazy as a mad bull."

Leland chuckles at this joke as he sips his wine and orders a T-Bone steak, Medium Rare. He then turns to Wilson and says,

"How are things going in the lucrative imports market Wilson? My newsletter has got you pinged as one of the corps to invest in, and I am almost never wrong."

Wilson Fisk has posed:
"Business is well, very well. I'm looking to expand into a few more fields, have factories as well, there is much going in Fisk Enterprises." Mr. Fisk orders his own the special as he calls it, sipping his wine slowly, as he watches Leland with a chuckle."All men with power are mad, Mr. Owlsley, all of us have our quirks. That only the trust few get to see."

"We are meeting to discuss an investment I'm looking to bring others into, there is a Japanese company. Tech firm looking to get bought out, I have the capital, but I wish to make a board for it." With that, the paperwork is set in front of the other man in a black envelope."They make all sorts of lovely things, some weapons, some tech for phones. They were starting to make space ships, which bankrupted them; if you would like to invest, I'm trying to get them back on track for that luxury vacations in space. Would that not be a lovely hobby for the too wealthy?"

Leland Owlsley has posed:
Leland nods intently as he listens to Fisk's reasoning for calling him to this meeting tonight. So, he wanted him to invest in a foreign tech-company in Japan, one that he is trying to revive. Leland's brow furrowed as he though the proposal over. On one hand, the company seemed to have promise and, if managed right, would rake in possibly billions. On the other hand, Leland knoew from past experiences that investments like this were risky and could end up failing at the worst possible moment. Suddenly, with a shrug, Leland opens the envelope and says,

"Before I invest in this "project", let me read the paperwork first."

Wilson Fisk has posed:
"Why I have brought it of course, us younger dogs need to stick togther." Mr. Fisk chuckles softly only in the world of old money, would two men of their ages be younger. The food is brought out place before the men, as he starts to slowly slice into the steak, watching Leland for a moment."I'm bring this to you first, if you turned it down and I will seek others. But, I'm impressed with your track record so far, and would love to have an ally such as yourself on my side."

Leland Owlsley has posed:
A toothy grin appears on Leland's face as he finishes reading the newsletter and begins to cut into his steak. As he does, he looks up at Fisk and says,

"Listen, I will invest in this project of your Fisk. But, under one condition."

He tne takes a bite from his steak, and sips a bit of his wine, as if stalling to heighten up the drama. He then tugs at his collar again and clears his throat while saying,

"I know that you are part of the Hellfire Club. Anyone who is anyone in this town is connected to them. I want you, Mr. Fisk, to recommend my name to them at the next meeting. If you agree, I will invest as much money as you need from me. If not, this deal is over, understood?"

Wilson Fisk has posed:
"I can open that door for you, I wil vouch for you Mr. Owlsley. But like all memberes, it is up to you what you make of it of course." Mr. Fisk nods slowy watching the man as he takers a bite of his food, thinking for a moment."I don't want just your money Mr. Owlsley this is a program, that will require two brillian minds, one of which is my own and I wish the second to be yours, it is a partnership. They will need help, guiding the ship and it will be our steady hand to do so, we will split the company right down the middle, 50/50. We will run it and well make it sucessful, there is so much in there valut that can be used."

Leland Owlsley has posed:
Leland nods as Fisk explains his reasoning. Suddenly, a greedy smile appears on his face as he thinks of the possibilities this company could bring him, both in the legal fronts, and as The Owl. With the type of technology this company is boasting, the Owl could rule the Underworld within a year. So, with a wide grin, Leland extends his hand towards Wilson and says,

"Alright Mr. Fisk, you've got yourself a deal."

Wilson Fisk has posed:
"Indeed it is lovely to go into business with you, Mr. Owlsley." That hand shake is done now good as signed ink for men in the shadows, but of course paperwork will be sent over.

In time both men might look back at this moment, with distain, with hatered, maybe a evil a little regret. But for now, it seems like both of their empires would grow, only time will tell.