But soon he found out, the Mayor had known about it too, but he... it wasn't good for him to show up here, so he sent Sinker to attend.
That avoided some issues, for example the Mayor might not have been able to sit right at the center of the presidium, the union people wouldn't negotiate whether you're the Mayor or not.
Even if it were the President, the union folks would want to arm wrestle with him, let alone a Mayor.
So he wouldn't come himself, and sent Sinker instead.
"I'll sit right next to you then," Sinker even took the initiative to offer Lance a cigarette.
Cigarettes are always a social tool, even for two people who are strangers, even those with "opposing" relationships, to have a chat.
Lance smoked the cigarette and sized him up again, "I thought you guys would hide."
Sinker's eyes narrowed into a slit as he smiled, "Hiding doesn't solve problems, Mr. Lance."