"Yep!" Kris energetically said as they felt a hand on their shoulders. Kris looks up at them with a shit-eating grin. When Cossack Kurama brought them sodas, Kris grabbed the soda can bottle and took a sip out of it. "Ahhh-refreshing, half thought it was going to be beer~" Kris cheekily said as the pair took a seat with their feet off the ground with how tall these blood chairs are off the ground.

Kris drank his soda more and more as he listened to the man lecture him about scaring off too many patrons. Kris couldn't help but chuckle a bit at the Porygon and Porygon violence. Kris pulls the can away from their face and wave with their free hand dramatically as they say-"Fair-Fair almost forgot we are also here to enable them too, not just make them suffer~" Kris said with a casual smile on their face. Kris kept up their smile even when the man lowkey threatened them. Kris gave the man a fake but genuine-looking smile as they called back their Porygon, who was still getting assaulted, and once it got away from the pecking Porygon, they whispered a plan to it. And like a will-o-wisp in the wind-Porygon was gone again to manipulate the chances of gamblers-this time for good and bad luck, to raise them up and then dash them down. It was much more effective at keeping them around for longer and giving them hope before dashing them. The gamblers Alpha is tormenting with losses got lured in with some winnings, and they got snagged once again.

Kris took another sip of their soda as they looked at Cossack and said-"Gamblers are weak to the feeling of serotonin, and every win activates that feeling in their brain. It's kinda sad, but good for us since it makes them so easy to control string some feeling of goodness in front of them forever, and we have them for life." Kris said with an unreadable smile.