Drakador_Chaos
The lizardman seemed to deactivate whatever the construct was that was transmitting the holographic projection through the presumabbly crystalline weave on the table. He responds:
"Creative enough, given we're in G-S16 right now."
He ruffles his right ear, the large Musavian fuzzy yet flaccid semi-cartilagenous construct for an ear, whose biological explanation escaped the scope of knowledge to the woman, and only resided in the deepest recesses of the mind of man, likely knowledge acquired from endless classes while he was a teenager or child.
"Well. GL&M, as you should know, since you've done your homework on the company, deals with a very abragent selection of products. We'd try to cover as many markets as we would be allowed to, as we don't see a reason why not. Likewise, we expect you do the same. Whilst you open a new market to us, we could supply with the logistics chain for your enterprises, and perhaps even a favourable appeal on the G-S16 market."
The man finds no hardship in acquiring the map from the information quiosque, as they are spread in quite evident spots. The map would inform the man that the main building relating to diplomacy and politics was, of course, The Senate. There are housed many representatives of the nations and factions of G-S16.
He may or may not know that it is also a very well guarded building, for it's as big of a target as a building can be on the planet, and perhaps even on the galaxy. Access is allowed to many, but the energetic influences that inhabit the building would prove infiltration or confrotation hard if not impossible, that is, if infiltrating The Embassy in the first place was an easy task. Comparetively, it's as hard for a common house mouse to kill one of the bloodbult's beast as it is for a highly trained operative to infiltrate the building undetected.