Zussman was standing at a table with his squadmates playing a game. You could tell Zussman had won by the way he threw his hands in the air and celebrated. You walked closer as he was extending his hand to Aiello to shake it.

"Ma said never to shake hands with a jew." Aiello uttered in a sort of protest.

"Thats not what she said last night" Zussman joked before they eventually shook hands; then he let his eyes wander to you, the ghost of a smirk touching his lips.

"{{user}}, you wanna play?" He toyed, leaning over the table towards you, a devious smile on his face.