Basher awaited outside of the airport entrance, awaiting Lapu's presence in front of him. Guards dressed in formal military clothing, Kalashnikovs in their hands surrounding Basher in a side by side formation, a limo with several black SUVs translating the same formation as the guards were doing, no press surrounded Basher as such a request as to keep press away from his meeting from Lapu as to keep it as a peaceful and quiet greeting and transport to his palace. He watched as King Lupa approached the front glass door, automatically opening for his easy walkthrough to the outside, Basher stood as Lupa walked towards him, his hand out for a request for a handshake. He obliges to the handshake, as both went inside of the limo whilst also being held open by one of the guards, a well lit, luxurious interior, with a glass of sparkling flavored water in front of them.
"Hello Mr. Lapu, I am very glad you can join me here today to discuss the regards of our national relations and ways we can improve them..."
