He got up and returned to the machine. He stuck a $100 bill into it and sat down. He pulled the arm and waited. He pulled it again and waited, $2 disappearing with each pull.
“C’mon! Give something good!” he shouted and looked up to the ceiling, arms outstretched. “Please!”.
The machine started blaring. “JACKPOT! JACKPOT!” said the LED-screen. Coin clinking sounds accompanied the message.
A smile formed on his lips.