"I would like to see how you operate. I will join you today. We can wait to talk about business because how you act will probably tell me more than anything else anyway"
Norum nods, finishes his coffee and places it on the saucer.
Then, he scoots out of the booth and stands, walking to the barman and taking out his wallet and sliding him his card. Wordlessly, the man waves the card over a black pad on the desk and leans in to the monitor, holding out his hand. A red line scans quickly from the tip of his middle finger, over his hand and down to his wrist.
The barman gives Norum his payment card back, which Norum slips back into his wallet, and slips his wallet back into his pocket.
He walks back to Brooklyn, "Alright, let's head out."
As the two walk out, Norum calls Elena on his phone.... "C'mon, pickup..."