Warehouse Keeper Silva:
What kind of business? Eh... Well, I suppose there's no reason why I shouldn't talk to you about this.
The warehouse chief over there has announced that he plans to retire next year. Either old man Sorint or I will succeed him -- he will choose the one who makes the most profit running a side business between now and next year.
My chance has come at last! I'm tired of toiling away here when I should be in charge, and I'll be darned if I'm passed over for that incompetent fool Sorint.
"Hey, be careful! Sorint might hear you..."