"My dice!?" Chance shouted worriedly, "So that's what you were after."<br/>Chance took out his ruby dice from inside his pocket and looked at them longingly. He then slowly closed his fingers around them.<br/>"Are you sure I can't interest you in something else? Maybe I could buy you a beer or give you this deck of cards? If it's money you need I have that too." Chance said, trying his best not to sound desperate or appear to be whining. "That must be it, right? I'll have you know that these dice are not made of real ruby so you wouldn't get much money for selling them. It's purely aesthetic." Chance lied, hoping that by devaluing the object Kali wanted it wouldn't appear as enticing to her.