After dissipating through the crowd the Ravager materialized in front of the huge African American, he seemed to be the one in charge of collecting the bets’ money.
She spared a smile to his company, the petite woman with fiery hair.
”Evening!” She interjected, waiting for a moment so as not to intrude to abruptly.
”So… what are the odds tonight?” The songstress asked with curiosity.