When you first entered the club, it took your eyes some time to adjust to the ambient light saturated with smoke ... The place was overcrowded. After observing present players for some time, you tentatively asked someone to play with you.
At first they laughed... That was hours ago. You are now racking 'em up with the local champ. And no one talks to anyone anymore. A cruel lesson you taught them, twenty games in a row. And it's not over yet...
