[img]http://i.imgur.com/QLodCtj.png[/img] [u][b]Los Paraidos: Pellagio Casino: Roulette Table[/b][/u] “Selan, Selan! What number should we choose?!" "Me...?" Selan blinked in surprise at the sudden question. No pressure or anything. "Hum... We should... Split it. 17/20 Black.” The beautiful songstress replied, looking over the board and the way the numbers were split up and distributed. Was that the first number to come into her mind, or perhaps it had some sort of personal connotation? Either way… “All on 17/20 Black!!” Don bellowed, shoving the massive stack of chips over the board, obscuring every single number and making a terrific mess of the entire thing until the dealer shook his head and pushed the chips to the side and clearing the board for everyone to see, whilst making a mental note of the gentleman with the funny hair’s bet. "I bet on an even," Moira said somewhat dangerously, her pale eyes still locked on the trio of Don, Selan and Trixie, not wanting to be outdone by the group and for her to turn the tables on them and win her bet whilst they lost… lest she were to turn the table literally. Her own chips were piled onto the ‘Even’ section, were she to win she’d make the amount of her bet back. Hushed commentary befell Syed and Dylan, who watched over the proceedings with curious bewilderment, not sure what to think or do and being far more protective of their own money then their friends were. Lucien too was laughing, filled with joy at seeing his friends return and having as much fun as they were. Whilst deliberations continued, Xandra arrived with a pleasant wave towards everyone, happy as well that everyone seemed to be in contentment. Although the beautiful blonde who stood sat in front of a slot machine with an almost hypnotic fixation on the machine was a tad bit worrying. "AHHH I PICK-- I WANT ALL THE BLACK ONES." Trixie started pushing all of her chips forward too, the plastic scattering about in every direction and even into the wheel as well! The dealer shot her a quick scathing glance, before looking back up to Selan and the dopey Lucien, whom were meant to be Trixie’s ‘parents’. Selan sighed, and repeated Trixie’s request herself, making the bet for her. And as the chips were cleared out of the wheel itself, the metal ball and roulette wheel were spun, and the game was on! “No more bets, please,” The dealer waved his hand over the table, confirming no new adjustments to the board and betting were allowed to be made. On and on it spun, a continual blur. All eyes transfixed on the wheel. Syed and Dylan continued to talk, with Syed asking Dylan about perhaps trying the slot machines before Moira loudly shushed at him and told him to be ‘fucking quiet’. She, Don and Trixie all leaned closer, and closer to the roulette wheel. It had to be it. It had to be that number. It just- “Black, 17.” “WAHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!” Don’s arms were thrust into the air, an unbelievable cheer echoing throughout the whole casino. Don had just made back [i]seventeen[/i] times his already considerable bet. He was… he was rich!!! And Trixie, she too hopped up and down in joy! The pair of them were on a winning streak like no other. But Moira… “We did it, Selan! We did it!!” Don whooped and hollered, jumping off his stool and running about in a clear space on the flooring, suddenly grabbing Xandra’s metal hand by surprise and twirling her on the spot, making her fall and land effortlessly in his arms in a righteously sweet pose, before lifting her back up and continuing his triumphant dance. “We did it, Clericsis! We did it!!” Don sauntered over to Amy and her slot machine, leaning down low and giving her a quick peck on the cheek before continuing to spin and sway off, back towards the group. “One… more… go… One… more… huh?” Spinning and spinning and spinning. On, and on he spun, just like that glorious roulette wheel. Spinning back to the table. Spinning to- “Selan we did iiiiiiiiiiit!!!!” Don screamed, picking her up from underneath her arms and lifting her in the air above him, a jubilant smile stretching from ear to ear, tears streaming down his eyes. Now, he had to have enough money to pay Miss Marise back... and enough money to give to Selan too! “We’re rich! [b]We’re rich!!”[/b] After much bewilderment and protestation, Don lowered her back down, to sit on the stool Don had been occupying, before spinning back out into that open space of the casino, coming to a complete stop and posing, his head turned to the side. As if from out of nowhere, either the light above him got brighter and all the others dimmed, and music... soft music started to play...? Don's eyes flashed open. He kissed his hand and extended it open, high, high into the air as he gazed at the bright lights in the sky. [b][center][url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=04854XqcfCY]Victory Theme!![/url][/center][/b] [center][i]I've paid my dues Time after time. I've done my sentence But committed no crime. And bad mistakes ‒ I've made a few. I've had my share of sand kicked in my face But I've come through. (And I need just go on and on, and on, and on) We are the champions, my friends, And we'll keep on fighting 'til the end. We are the champions. We are the champions. No time for losers 'Cause we are the champions of the world...[/i][/center] Moira just silently stared at the table...