"Aaron," he said. Watching the ball rotate, he took his eyes off his competition and went entirely still. It was that moment of chance and luck that had him on the edge of his seat. Every time he won, it was an amazing accomplishment. Every time he lost, there was a chance of surging back just as strong as before if he kept going. It kept people around, kept people interested and pushing as far as he could go always drew the crowds. At the mercy of lady luck was the way to go, since all these chips and winnings were as good as Monopoly money to him.

It wasn't until the wheel started to slow that Aaron found his mouth again, turned to regard the woman as well. "And what's yours?"