Menachem looked curious at the choice he made. Didn't think it would be the detective's type. He laughed and made a move to pretend to slap his arm but only patted it lightly. "Perfect choice! My kind of place. I'll meet you there. Don't let me down!" Of course, he believed the man wouldn't. Everyone else in the world let him down, but he believed in him and saved him. So he wanted to continue to believe he'd keep his word.

He kept the big and more sincere smile on his face before he released the man from the conversation. "I am sure you have a lot of people to say hello to. So I'll let you mingle. Best way to get more clients, am I right?"