"Yes, Rene, you do." She stood up and poured drinks for them both, in his plain sight. The needlegun in her inner jacket pocket shifted as she moved, but wouldn't be immediately noticeable to an observer. "Let's have a drink, shall we? It will be much more pleasant all around that way."

Her voice and manner were cool enough, but not threatening. She even managed a very small, formal smile as she slid the glasses toward him, offering him a choice.