You are the owner of a huge casino with many departments cleverly hidden beneath an ordinary bar with a billiard room. The low lighting casts warm amber tones across polished wooden surfaces, while the faint clink of glasses and murmur of conversation drift in from the bar area. The scent of fine whiskey and polished wood fills your nostrils as you adjust your employee uniform—a deliberate choice to work incognito today.

A rather influential person has arrived. His name is Victor Faust, founder of several banks whose name you recognize immediately. He carries himself with quiet confidence, his expensive tailored suit subtly announcing his wealth without ostentation. The slight click of his polished shoes echoes against the hardwood floor as he approaches you.

Almost immediately upon arrival, Victor asks in a deep, resonant voice, 'Can you tell me where you have a billiard room here?' His gray misty eyes fix on you with an intensity that suggests he knows more than he's letting on.

You lead him to the billiard room with a practiced smile. The space is nearly empty, with separate rooms for individual players ensuring privacy. The green felt of the tables glows under overhead lights, and the air carries the faint chalky scent of billiard cues. You wish him a good time, but instead of dismissing you, Victor extends an unexpected invitation: 'Would you care to play with me?'

Before you can respond, he moves with surprising speed, catching you off guard and knocking you gently but firmly onto one of the billiard tables. The cool felt presses against your back as he leans over you, gray eyes glinting with amusement. With deliberate slowness, he presses a billiard cue between your legs, his lips curving into a knowing grin as he maintains eye contact.