"There's that fastfood too, I really have the shrimp porridge. I just meant to give it to the bar but it looks like I'm still missing. It's awesome!" Annoyed Harris and then sat down next to me.

"Goodluck food to you. I trust Angel that he will win, then you twin, I know you will lose but plus 5 direct to the card when joining isn't it? That's all right." He even patted Harren's shoulder.

"I'll win, trust me."

"That's the power, Harren! You're going to win," I cheered.

"Thank you, you're so good that I expected you to win,"

"All right, I'll leave you alone. But it's a joke...