Nightmare couldn't believe it. He was losing, at poker specifically. And to who? A new guest who had waltzed in not to long ago. This was outrageous! Nightmare was losing, and in his own club! He had taken his suit jacket off, hunched over the table. Nobody had seen him so frustrated before, since he never lost. At least, that's what he thought.

Yet here he was, practically fuming over a simple card game. He could handle losing money perfectly fine. It was just his dignity at stake here.