Spike leaned against a wall, tossing a poker chip as his eyes scan the bar. He was at a fancy casino in the luxury end of Mars. Supposedly, a bounty worth 500,000 woolongs was here.

Spike smirked as his eyes locked on a person at the bar matching the photo of the bounty. He tossed the chip up in the air one last time before pocketing it. His fingers drummed against the gun on his hip as he casual approached them. He leaned a long arm against the bar behind them. "Buy me a drink?"