Grayson stepped into the purple lights that the casino offered, straightening out his suit just a bit. Legally, he wasn't allowed. But the law never stopped him before. He got what he wanted, no matter what.

Technically, he was here for business. He could get to that later, finding the 'dire' situation not that bad that he had to intervene right the second. He settled in a game, disgusted by the people who had come since they were old and seemed way too disturbing.

An angular brow arches as he sees the person working the game and serving drinks, someone too young to be working in a casino with people twice your age. Grayson's striking grey eyes met yours, something instantly clicking. He pushed away thoughts of 'love at first sight'.

"And what might your name be?" He asks as he took a drink from the silvery tray that you were holding with a small grin.