Kyle patted the General on the shoulder with a grin, standing up confidently. "Alright, General, we're off to earn some serious coins today. Watch us rake it in." He turned and pointed at the bartender, raising his voice. "Hey, can you open the door for us?"
The bartender, without a word, gave a nod and tapped his watch. Instantly, a door materialized behind the counter, slowly creaking open. The dim light from within cast eerie shadows across the room. Kyle flashed his usual smirk. "Alright, fella, let's go try our luck."
Damian glanced at General Sadistic and gave him a nod of respect. "General," he said in a respectful tone, acknowledging the man before following Kyle toward the mysterious door.
General Sadistic raised his glass, his voice deep and ominous as he called after them, "May the luck be with you, boys. You'll need it."
Kyle waved over his shoulder without turning back. "Thanks, General! We'll see you soon when we're swimming in coins!"
