Nan tapped a microphone in the plexiglass box she sat in, testing the sounds for tonight’s round of players. The elevators to her right and left were primed and ready, all Nan had to do was open the floodgates.

With a widening grin, she pressed a gate control button, and people poured in to bet and risk it all.

“Alright, schmucks! You all know the deal by now.”