Patrick arched an eyebrow at Fitz, but he nodded to the rules. "Alright, I suppose I can agree to that! So I just spin and see what it lands on?" Oh god, he was going to get slaughtered. Which was pretty much exactly what he wanted to be.
Patrick spun the wheel and looked up at Fitz as it spun. "Do you know what they are?" he asked, as it started to slow down. "Like do you know what I'm going to get?"