His efforts to intimidate the drunk seem to succeed, as the man quiets down, but continues to scowl at Isixam for a few minutes, before packing up and moving to another table.<br/><br/>Eventually, he feels a tap on his shoulder; it's the waitress again. "Umm, excuse me, but is that robot yours?" she asked, pointing towards the drone, buzzing around above the roulette table, following the ball.