"And I like that they don't really fuck too hard with the prizes. At least not so far," Felix put in, moving his cigarette from his mouth to behind his ear. "If you want a coke, you get a fucking coke. If you want some weird shit to drink, you push the one button. If you want a random door prize, you pick the other one. You can at least guarantee you're getting something you want some of the time. And some of the shit you can get with that one button is pretty good. Obviously they cater it somehow to whoever makes the deal, which is weird as shit but unsurprising." He still needed to check out what it would be like after hours with this ExB gear on, though he supposed he should do that sooner rather than later if the stupid pedestrian paths were going in.