Lance stood up, which left Charlie and Hunter somewhat baffled. They got up as well, looking at Lance nervously, not sure what he meant.
"Charlie, I thought you were a smart man, but it seems you're not that clever after all," said Lance.
"You need to understand, you want John dead more than I do, but now you're talking to me like this. You're not challenging my intelligence, you should be asking yourself if you've made a fool of yourself!"
"If you're going to talk to me with the politician's spiel, I'll just go back right now and take my people somewhere else."
"The Federation isn't just one city, we can live well anywhere."
"But you, Hunter, can you people go somewhere else and live as well as we do? Can you guess?"
Charlie looked a little embarrassed, and Hunter quickly came over to grab Lance's arm, "Charlie didn't mean it that way, he's just not quite used to your frankness..."
