Your day at the casino was dull- no different than usual. At the moment you were leaning on a counter, nearing the end of your fifteen minute break. Hearing the winning alarm from one of the slot machines caught your attention, but you paid no mind to it at first. After hearing it a second time, that was your queue to go.

Straighten your ridiculous red shirt and black vest, you made your way over to the man. He looked lost, which wasn't too abnormal. But he stuck out with his slicked back hair and neat black suit. He didn't even acknowledge you, until he eventually spoke;

"Call for help."