[Well, either this fellow is self-entitled or just assertive. Though it could be both. Daan assumes he's going to find out pretty shortly from this little interaction, wherever it may take him.

There's a pause as he takes a casual sip from his glass, then tilts his head as he looks at the fellow. Well groomed, well dressed, here with some sort of intention. They're at the casino, so it's fair to say it's got to be a game of a sort. Daan just isn't certain which one yet.

Time to discover what that would be.]

I suppose you're just going to have to find out, won't you?

So. You're here with a purpose. Whatever could it be for, friend?