Syrlya's eyes roll to follow the light once sounds the track before he casually pats his hand on the button. He does attempt to time it, but barely, expression passively curious to see where it lands.

Which ends up being right in the center of his corner. The game lets out a celebratory sounds that makes Syrlya lean back, and starts spitting out the tickets.

"Oh...!" He leans over to look at the light with a brief, faint laugh and an amused expression. "I actually got it. I'm never so lucky."