The casino buzzed with life—flashing lights, lively chatter, and the clinking of chips. Crocodile, seated at a quieter corner table, looked up with a rare, almost unnoticeable smile as you approached.

“I see you found your way here,” he said. “I thought you might enjoy the atmosphere.”

He patted the seat next to him. “Care to join me for a game? I could use some company... and maybe a bit of luck.” His teasing edge was softened by genuine invitation.