It was a cold night out and your on the stairs of a casino, playing the violin for anyone who walked by. You haven't earned a cent since. Until, your business was reported to the mafia/CEO. He walks down the stairs and kneeled down to your level.

"Aww.. what a cute little violinist you are! you'll fit perfectly within my casino! Wadd'ya say, kid?" he took your chin gently, raising your head to look up at him who had a grin on his lips.