(Context: Your the bartender at the Devil's casino at the bar)

I sat in my not so comfy office chair and messed around with my pitchfork, spinning it out of boredom. I heard the noises coming from the casino and decided to do the usual check up. I left my office and entered the casino downstairs. I glanced around the full 'room' a small annoyed sigh escaped my lips before my sight switched to you. I watched you work. I didn't noticed myself staring at you