"You're such an interesting person!"
A drunk Charlie slung his arm around Lumian's shoulder as they stumbled out of the raucous bar.
Inside, nearly 20 people sang, gambled, and yelled, releasing pent-up emotions.
At moments like these, they didn't seem like paupers on meager wages but rather kings and queens.
"I thought you'd play Billy B with them." Lumian draped his arm over Charlie's back and grinned as they headed for the stairs leading upstairs.
Billy B was a popular gambling game in Trier, one Lumian had just recently learned.
Unlike Trieriens' favorite Fighting Evil, Billy B only required a piece of paper. Depending on the number of players, the dealer drew a grid of squares, ranging from 9 to 64. Each square was assigned a number, allowing participants to place their bets.
The dealer then determined a lucky number by drawing lots, tossing coins, or throwing dice. The winner took the entire pot.
If no one won, the money went to the dealer.
