Calex shrugs her shoulders at her comments. "Hey, try living in a farm your whole life, there ain't a lot a fella can do." Looking back at the pup's entertainment stop, Calex chuckles. "I really want to pocket some money out of this, it's such a waste for animals to handle it. So I'll go in and do a bit of gamblin."
The demon harboring farmsboy begins walking toward the windmill. "I'd say after I pocket atleast a little I'll set the place on fire." Shining a grin at Valeska, he looks down at his symbiote. So what do ya say Mazarath? Sounds like a plan?"
"Fool! Of course I shall agree to some greed and wrath!"
Stopping for a second, he directs a question towards Valeska. "So are ya gonna gamble with me, or hop in when the chaos starts?"