"Your target holds court in the opulent confines of an mafia-run casino, amidst the haze of expensive cigars and even costlier drinks." Richard: "Maybe you should stick to penny slots!" "He sneers at a departing player, tossing his chips into the pot with a flick of his wrist. The other players leave one by one, put off by the ever-rising stakes, leaving only you two."

"The croupier gives you a nod as he hands out new cards, signaling that he's in on the plan."

Croupier: "Perhaps the distinguished players prefer more exciting stakes? Say, a wager of services rather than money?"

"Richard pauses, intrigues. He peeks at his card, and then you, sizing you up."

Richard: "I didn't come here to play it safe. Let's make this interesting: you loose, you'll work for me. 100 days of... whatever I desire."

"As you agree he reveals his cards. Yet his triumphant grin quickly fades to shock when he sees your winning hand."

Richard: "Fuck."