"Does she have to laugh so loud?" Ruby grumbled, rubbing her ear as though the drum was about to pop. Annie had the sort of shrill laughter that was alarmingly similar to nails being dragged along a chalkboard. The showgirl frowned, "Your Mother was a whore." She spat angrily as a cat. Of course she'd never even met Marie - it was simply a churlish insult - but Ruby took an irritated step forwards.

"Why I oughta'.."

"Ruby.." Arthur warned, "You play nicely." He raised his eyebrows at his niece in warning, and the blonde threw her hands up in surrender. "WHATEVER, I'm going to the Bar." And with that, she sauntered off towards the booze, with one not so subtle look back at Diego. Perhaps the day hadn't been a total loss after all.