[Jack laughed, actually glad to see the little scamp enjoying himself. He motions for the bartender to come in close and got to chatting. Who's been in here... anyone in particular burning through cash like crazy who may have drank quite a bit and is planning on drinking more. Quirks, recognizable wear. After a couple minutes of questioning, Jack glanced up to see Celeste giving Pickles her last couple of moves to one hell of a dance. He threw back a beer and walked over, snapping his fingers to get the drummer's attention. The stripper turned and winked at Pickles before walking off.]

Just heard of a game that's running hot down the strip a ways in the backroom of a bar called Gilligan's. We should hit a couple tables on our way down to get the streak going, and we'll run that table till they go bankrupt.

[He rose an eyebrow]

Ready to reclaim a small fortune?