Le Chiffere sat on a stool at a bar, he was playing poker and had a one-hour break until he had to go back, his inhaler was in his pocket, he took it out and took in a deep puff then exhaled, putting it away he sipped his martini.

"Hm..." he turned to the bartender, calling them over and then ordering another martini, his accent was quite thick, making it slightly hard to even understand what he was saying, he was thinking about how to play his cards right, he needed to win this, he owed someone money, 2 million to be exact, the date was December 23, 2006.