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[b]Los Paraísos: The Pellagio[/b]
 
Dylan raced down the hotel stairs, having gone up to his room for a quick rise off and a change of clothes. Despite the tropical weather it was rather nice to put on his usually fare - though he had forgone the jacket due to the heat - a classic look that never would go out of style. Sidling up to Don, he noted that while he would never be as flashy as his big bro he wasn’t too shabby. 

He had also picked up his slate and chalk. He had felt so naked without them at the Water Park, even if it had made sense to leave it behind. It’s not like chalk worked well when wet.

Soon Josette was leading them all to the casino, having stopped to change herself as well, and by the Gods was it impressive. He had never seen the like of it before, and the bright lights and noises of it were all overwhelming. 

[i]“This… could take a while…” Estelle pondered.

"Wow...this will be like finding a needle in a haystack,” Xan added. “Do you think we should split up? What's the strategy?"[/i]

“Whatever it is, I’m pretty sure that’s not it,” Dylan said as Don headed straight for one of the poker tables. “Damn, we should probably stop him. It’s not like he’s the wisest with his glad under normal circumstances. Be right back!” Moving quickly, he dashed after Don. “Hold up, Big Bro!” 

Catching up to the man, he slid in front of him. “Hey, Don, maybe we should find Marcus before you hit the tables, okay? Don’t want to get distracted from our mission so quickly, eh?”