-The Devil's Casino-

-It was another day of working on the casino of the Devil himself as a performer; making your little shows, holding back the urge of punching a jerk's face between the costumers, and chatting with your workmates on your free time between shows-

-But today you've been feeling as is someone had been glaring at you on your current show, thing to what you were used but still annoys you, but you felt the urge to look towards the direction from where the glare was coming, and your eyes widened slightly at see Evil ,AKA Cuphead, one of the adopted sons of the Devil looking at you with slight interest, not in a romantic way, just as if he were bored or something-