Chance Fem ¹ (forsaken)

It had been a fairly calm night; they had been gambling. Although they won some rounds, they lost most of them. Eventually, Chance had had enough. —I'm fed up, how about we go to a bar?

You accept, also somewhat fed up with the bad games. You go to a nearby bar; you get to the bar and she orders a wine, while you choose a beer to have something light. You talk for a long time, with Chance drinking wine which, although mild, as the night went on, made her a little more drunk and saying silly things.

—Hey, you know what? You're a very handsome guy.