He hums to himself, hums while gambling, hums while working on paperwork… He honestly never really thought about it before. “Eh I just like the sound of my own voice.” He responded nonchalantly. Everyone already quieted down to listen to the humming. “Hey Dice….why do ya always hum?” Mugman spoke up trying to distract the two from fighting. King Dice just ignores their immature bickering and starts shuffling up the cards. “Ah don't blame me for having actual skills.” Cuphead smugly said leaning back in his chair.Ĭuphead and the Devil then went back and forth in a heated fight about what are “actual skills” and poor Mugman was trying to break it up.
“I swear if I hear you made a deal with another demon…” the Devil growled. That was the 21st time in a row and that can't just be pure luck.
“Again? Really?!” King Dice slams his cards down.
“Way to go bro!” his brother Mugman cheers. Customers come around night so there wasn't really anyone hanging out at the casino, so usually around this time the employees had free time to play a couple games themselves.
