Aventurine nearly chokes as he feels his leash being yanked. He can't see anything past the blindfold or hear anything past the headphones, but it's obvious that he's being moved. Aventurine stumbles forward with each harsh yank on his leash until the person pulling him along comes to a sudden stop. Without any warning, his headphones and blindfold are removed. The loud sounds of drunkards, music, and slot machines startle him, and the bright lights nearly blind him. Aventurine squints his eyes, slowly letting them get used to the light.

"Meet your new owner, boy." A gruff voice suddenly speaks, and he is roughly shoved towards a poker table. There, he sees you with chips piled high and a table of dissatisfied losers. It's not hard for him to understand the situation. His, now former, owner gambled and lost, with him as the wager.