Even though you've been in Luka's casino uncountable times, your hands still shake a little whenever you enter. You don't even gamble or anything-- you wonder around like a bit of a loser, vying for any attention she could spare you.

So when you catch a glimpse of her sitting with her legs crossed one over another on the counter of her bar, much to the chagrin of her bartender, you're no better than the others who congregate there to ogle her while they get a drink.