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[b][u]Los Paraísos: Pellagio Casino: Texas Hold’em Poker Table
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Lisette covered her mouth in shock at the sight of Josette splayed out on top of Marcus's dazed body. A blush crept up on her cheeks. You can't do stuff like that, can you...? Not to someone else's...!

Not on Estelle's watch, apparently. Her friend snatched the back of Josette's collar and yanked her away from him, positively fuming. Her cheeks and ears were turning just as red as her hair.

Josette didn't seem to mind being pulled away, and gave Marcus a wink with her lips pursed into a cat-like grin. "Ah, sorry Marcus... I just couldn't help myself!"

Estelle looked ready to say something she couldn't help herself, and Lisette quickly tried to change the subject. "So um, Josette, would you like to come to dinner with us?" she asked, hoping the offer would be okay with everyone. "I think you might be able to help us with something, and we'd really super appreciate it!"

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[b][u]Los Paraísos: The Pellagio[/b][/u]

"I can't believe it." Selan murmured quietly to herself, as Don's raucus cheering overtook the sound of her voice, as well as everyone else's at the table. He half-danced, half-marched around, twirling Xandra, giving Amy a very unwise peck on the cheek, and finally came back, spinning like a top as he bet it all once more.

A worrying feeling in the pit of her stomach grew and grew as the wheel spun. At first she didn't care very much whether they won or lost everything, but this... this was stressful now! This had to be the last one, she didn't know how she would react if they lost it all now, or if they bet again and lose, or if they bet again and lose... 

"Uwaaaaah!" She had barely heard the dealer call the number when she felt herself being swooped upward. She looked down at Don's blissfully smiling face, with teardrops falling from each eye and hitting the carpet below. "Put me down...!" she protested, not feeling comfortable in the least, and she looked from side to side. The initial lifting sensation reminded her of Trent's hover board, and even the mere thought of it made the alcohol in her stomach threaten to come back up.

Don thankfully lowered her down onto his stool, and spun away to strike a victory pose. Curious tourists looked on at the man and the sizable mountain of chips that presumably belonged to him.