Death Waltz: TNT Duo

Alex was always fond of classical things, jazz and dancing was something he found comfort in.
In his casino he mostly sat around serving serving drinks to each customer as slow jazz music played in the dark area.
Most of the poker players would sit at a dealing table, gambling their life away to cards, Alex would sit and watch in boredom, sometimes he'd join them, sometimes he wouldn't.
He was so used to the same tunes coming on, the same saxophone lead that came on just a few hours earlier. The same calm casino full of gambling addicts, everything was just so boring and repetitive, that was until a tall man walked in. Tall, brunette with white streaks through his messy brown curls, a scar ran down his right cheeks down past his beautiful jawline, while another rested under one of his blue bloodshot eyes.
He went by Wilbur.