Yes, at the poker tables

Valerie moved through the casino, looking for someone who matched the name and description. It took her about ten minutes to get to the poker tables, of which were many. Most of them were full, and some tables had a small audience of people watching the game.

She scanned the tables, trying to find her target amidst the sea of tuxedos and evening dresses. As she was passing by a crowded table, she heard a player shout while the small crowd around the table laughed and applauded.

"Boyle, you son of a gun! That was the greatest bluff I've ever seen!"

Her ears perked up. She joined the crowd, making her way to the front. Six players were sitting at the table. The dealer called out to the crowd, "Anyone wants to replace the gentleman who needs to make his leave?"

She looked at the man about to leave - an older man, likely in his 50s. That didn't match her target's description.

She raised her hand, and the dealer beckoned to her. "The pretty lady over there! If you please, madam."

She sat down at the table, surveying the other players as she changed her cash for chips. One of them was her target - she needed to find which one.