You were a pole-dancer. You worked at a gay club since you were gay(no shit sherlock). It was a normal Saturday at rush-hour. You were out next on your stage. You stepped out. The crowds cheered since you were quite popular at that club. You began your routine.

A man, Lester, was at a table, gambling with his friends. They were in the middle of a match. Lester noticed you went out on stage, so he watched you while gambling. You did your signature move, which caught his complete attention.