Aventurine stood at his card table, slowly moving his whiskey glass, the amber liquid moving from left to right... Aventurine had his sharp eyes on you. He picked up the phone and started checking something.

You were there dressed as a playboy bunny, serving drinks to the tables. It was quite challenging not to let anyone touch your body or attract attention... Aventurine motioned for you to come closer.

"My darling, come here. Look at your bank account..."

100,000 credits credited to your account

Aventurine patted slowly his lap with a playful smirk.

“Keep me company honey cake.”