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[b]Los Paraisos: Pellagio Casino - Blackjack Table[/b]
Wh... what?! What just happened? Moira stared, wide eyed at the cards that laid before them all. H... how? That was probably... the luckiest thing she had ever seen. Well, bar all the times they narrowly escaped death anyway.

[i]“C’mon bros, sis’s! The night’s still young!!”[/i]

"Don! Don't do that again!" Syed shouted sternly after him as they hurried to keep up. Who knew if Don was listening. "You're supposed to be saving up, remember! Always save yourself a budget for this sort of thing, don't bet everything!" All he could think was along the same lines as Dylan - thank the Gods that they decided to spare him from losing everything.

Well, Moira couldn't blame Don if he chose to ignore that lecture. She heaved a great sigh. Her beer was gone, she had downed it all after the stupid hold incident. She could do with some more, and a cigarette too. If they went into one of the smoking areas she could probably just try and have everybody's second-hand smoke, but with just her and Don as the smokers in the group she wasn't sure if they'd be going that way. Whatever.

"So... what are we gonna do next?" Syed asked with more than a little trepidation. His nerves were already wrecked. He didn't know how much more of this he could take. It wasn't even him gambling!

"I got an idea," Moira shouted, jogging a little to catch up with Don. "Best thing? You don't need to know any rules. Just put your money on what you want, sorted."

She steered him off in a seemingly random direction, the others trailing behind. Past rows and rows of slot machines, before she finally stopped them at a table. On top of the plush green table cover sat a magnificent gold, red and black machine, spinning around seamlessly as a ball rattled around inside. The ball finally came to a stop in one of the squares, the machine still spinning at a much slower pace.

"32 black!" the dealer announced.

"Trix!" Syed exclaimed, clapping his hands together with joy at the sight of the dimunitive trickster. Although... he wasn't sure she should be hanging around in a casino. She definately couldn't be old enough, unless the laws in Los Paraisos were different from Artar. "You're here too! Is everyone here then? Sorry I didn't get to come with to the waterpark."

“So how was the bars?” Dylan asked, leaning against one of the nearby slot machines.

"They were shit!" Moira exclaimed with a scowl, turning away from the waiter she had just ordered from and rooting around her purse. "They didn't even have any seats!"

"We had a pretty eventful time though," Syed grinned. "Played some volleyball, went to a parade. Got called demons and chased around with paddles. You know, nothing unusual," he winked. "What about you guys?"

"Here we are!" Moira exclaimed, slapping a little gald on the table to be exchanged for chips. "'Ere, Sy, what rib is it again?"

"What? 9th..."

"Ok, 9 red it is," she stretched her arms out before her and cracking her knuckles. "No way in hell am I missing out on roulette."

"...You're such a dick, Moira."