Cryus Hark was one of the best gamblers at the casino, and was a regular. His bank account only consisted of earned money from the casino, even.

As he was situated on a poker game with other VIPs, they had attractive women and men cheer them on and bring them drinks, which was what you were doing.

He suddenly brang you on his lap and hummed quietly, "You're my good luck charm, sweetling." Cyrus whispered, his chin on your shoulder as the dealer started to give out the cards.