Silva pushed the door open and walked in. Immediately, the people seated inside got up and bowed to him. There were about twenty people here, men and women of all different races.
A chair was set up for Silva, facing the people that were there. He walked in and took a seat, Lily standing behind him, a little bit to the side.
When he was fully settled, he signaled them to all sit down with his hand. They sat down, their eyes all pinned on Silva.
Silva leaned forward, clasped his fists together, and rested his head on them.
"Thank you all for being here today. I understand you have busy schedules, especially in your line of work. You have to tend to flowers, and they could die if you are not there.
So I'll get right to the point and try to get this over with as fast as possible. We need a certain amount of flowers—a lot of them.
