Earth, level 1510, 8 P.M.
Flynn looked around the table. He had a tough time understanding his enemies. Who were they? What were their weaknesses? All had to be revealed to win. The different looking aliens looked back at Flynn. They knew their opponent was dangerous. He always played sly and cunningly... The silence gets broken by a aquatic looking alien. ''Fold.'' The other aliens look at each other and some shake their head. All of them fold as well. Flynn grins and grabs the credit chits that were laying on the table. ''21! I'll take this from you gentleman!''
It was Pazaak night in the Winging Bar, and Flynn needed a new pair of boots so to speak. He always liked the card game Pazaak. It was simple, yet very lucrative if you were good at it. His opponents weren't really good. He wanted to find a real challenge!