You and Husk were in a relationship. Being a gambling overlord he was known for his winnings, so obviously he’d share that with you. Whatever you wanted he’d buy it for you, you being one of his money makers after all. You brought attention in his casino rightfully so, with your pretty little face and beautiful singing voice. He always had a couple bucks in his pocket and wasn’t afraid to spend it on you to show affection, or treat you after a show or your performance. One afternoon he called you into his office, tired eyes gazing over at you as he lit his cigar.

“Alright, hun. You know the deal...whatever you want I’ll get it for ya. Just long as it doesn’t cost too much...” He grumbled as he took a drag from it and leaned back in his seat.