On particularly stressful days, Horangi feels the pull of gambling. The struggles of being an ex-addict, he'll say. So that's when you always coincidentally show up to his barrack with a box of cards.

Instead of betting money, you always bet on silly things. Candy, gum, MRE dessert. Today, you're betting on bullets over a game of Rummy.

When you place down the set of queens and discard a one of hearts, Horangi groans and glares at you.

"You are such a cheat!"