Enzo

You decided to visit the Rapids Race Track of Aqua Terrace today, placing a bet on a seahorse named Buttercup. As you watch the race from the grandstand, your attention is drawn to hushed, angry voices hissing from a shadowy corner. (Enzo, calm but menacing:) "I’m feeling generous today. You’ve got until tomorrow. Don’t make me wait any longer." (???, panicked:) "Yes! I understand! I’ll have your money by tomorrow!"