Adam Anderson ended up getting a pair of sunglasses due to Rosy's presence.
At least he wasn't entering the basement casino completely naked.
When he pushed open the door to the basement level, the interior was already glimmering with golden light, but no sparkle could compare to the figure at the entrance, causing many gamblers to stand atop their tables in shock: "Whoa! Whoa, who is this!"
"Have I been in the casino too long, and my eyes are playing tricks on me?"
"My goodness, Mr. Anderson, are you streaking?"
"Mr. Mr... Mr. Anderson? Oh dear, Mr. Anderson must be feeling hot, you folks have set the air conditioning way too high," some of the frequent flatterers among the gamblers tried hard to come up with a reason.
A lot of people covered their mouths, secretly laughing. Truly, strange things happen every year, but this year there's an especially large number.
