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[b][u]Los Paraisos: The Pellagio - Casino[/b][/u]

Amy nearly dropped her mug the first time Moira let out a howl, but then she slammed the table and shouted even more. Luckily her beer was already finished when the mug came shattering on the floor, otherwise Don would probably have two angry woman right behind his back. "Holy fuck."

Twitching her lips, Amy casually sidestepped away from the mess and nudged the shoulder of a waitress passing by to alert her about it. Then she looked back to the redhead to catch her chugging her beer effortlessly. Yeesh. Moira wasn't a berserker for nothing. Her outburst practically erupted from nowhere - well, close enough to just that, but Amy couldn't quite tell whether she felt daunted or intrigued. Yeah, she herself would get angry and possibly slap-happy at times, but powerful outbursts like this? Oh, what she could do with that kind of intimidation.

"You have to teach me how to shout like that sometime, Moira." She shot the berserker a wink, not entirely sure whether she was paying attention or not, though that wasn't important.

Amy looked back to Syed and Don, twitching her lips again. Seems like the show-offy pig had already splurged enough of his time and money at a game he obviously didn't understand, judging from the way Dylan cried to them earlier. Granted, Amy understood nothing of it until Moira's easy explanation, but at least she had enough common sense to not embarrass herself like this. [s]Volleyball game aside.[/s] Stupid pig.

"Does he even [i]have[/i] enough money to try another game?"

She stole a quick glance at some of the machinery and other tables behind her as she made her last statement, pondering about her own expenses. They... they definitely still had two hours left... and she's always wanted play her luck at a casino. At least with slot machines she wouldn't have to look so stupid for not understanding how any of these games work. ... But she would look just as dumb if she wound up like Don and casting away money without winning anything back.

Amy sighed, rolling her eyes as she returned her attention to the game before her, crossing her arms. What do, what do.

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Lucien found the duo soon enough as well and was astounded with how disturbingly well the minor was doing. But enough was enough for Trixie, and after some resistance Selan managed to successfully pull the girl from Pandora's Box of gold and loot. And no juice.

Unfortunately, even after they managed to pluck Trixie off the machine for good, one of them had to carry her even further away as her bicycle kicks continued for quite sometime as she was desperate to return - for some odd reason even she couldn't comprehend. The kicks made a good enough bumper to scare people out of the way while they escaped the devil's machine, at the very least, and it wasn't until a small walk later that she finally ran out of juice and stopped kicking.

She plopped to the ground and made a deep sigh. "Well. That was weird. Gotta show that to Amy sometime." She turned to Lucien, pouting playfully at him. "It actually didn't have any drinks... either that or I was doin' it wrong. I mean they had cherry juice in there [i]somewhere,[/i] I was so sure they'd have apple juice and some of that bubbly stuff you like too!

"Anyway, yeah Miss Pretty. I'm really thirsty and some apple juice would be--oh, oh butterballs, guys look! A spinning ball!"

Her winnings from the slot machine jingled loudly in her belt pouches as she took off again, this time towards a roulette table. With grabby hands.