Sin slipped in with the crowd, following a man a couple of yards in front of him. The Grand Opening had drawn a big enough crowd, he hadn't had too much trouble staying out of sight of the mark. His wife had hired Sin to tail him, standard cheating contract. He'd been following the mark for a few days now, and the trip to the Casino was the most exciting thing to happen.
He sat down at one of the slot machines, as his mark sidled up to a poker table. They'd probably do this dance for a while. Sin grinned, put a few tokens into the machine and pulled the arm.
-1 Essence for Feet of Mists