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[b]Los Paraísos: The Pellagio: Blackjack Table[/b]

Dylan turned away, literally unable to watch Don’s new strategy. The man was truly an idiot. The rules were fairly simple, even a non-gambler like Dylan wouldn’t have nearly this much trouble. He hit his drink hard, waiting for this endless stupidity to blow up in Don’s face...which didn’t take long.

[i]“I BET ALL OF IT! LET’S GO!!!”[/i]

“Oh Aislin!” He turned back around to watch the train wreck, only to see Don be served an Ace and a King. “Blackjack? I...don’t believe it...” The odds of such a thing were staggering, that the gods favored this simple man so much that they saved him from ruin. 

[i]“C’mon bros, sis’s! The night’s still young!!”[/i] Don ran off with his massive collection of chips in his hands, headings towards the games of chance.

“I don’t know if that’s better or worse,” he said as he reluctantly followed his Bro. “At least he can’t mess up the rules, right?” He leaned against the slot machine, facing out to see the rest of the group. “So how was the bars?”