Hit the Casino!

"Let's go check out the casino!" You say. Melody nods in agreement and the two of you head out of your room and into the gold-colored elevator. You can't tell if it's real gold, but you wouldn't be suprised if it was. Melody giggles as she scuffs her feet on the velvety carpet.

"Boy, do I feel out of place here. Like a pauper in a mansion." She laughs.

"Really? I thought you'd fit right in." You reply as the elevator heads down.

"Seriously?" She gives you an odd look. "How well do you know me, anyway? Since when has prim and proper ever suited me?" You grin and burst out laughing. Melody is shocked for a second, then smirks sharply. "Funny man, huh?"

"Melody, you're the biggest tomboy I know." You say as your laughter dies out. "Of course you don't fit in!"

"Glad to see you weren't serious." She says. "I thought maybe all those months away had rotted your memory." You see her smile fade a bit, and your grin drops.

"I was just kidding." You put your hand on her shoulder. "Like I could forget anything about you."

She looks over and smiles a little more sincerely. "I know." Then the door opens and you are greated with a glittering, noisy room full of slot machines and blinking lights. "Holy Toledo!" She exclaims. "Look at this place!"

"You're telling me!" You reply. Your eyes wander as the two of you get off the elevator. There was gold and silver plating everywhere, making you feel like you're in a bank vault. But your mind immediatly changes gears when you see the skimpy black outfits on the cocktail girls. Your eyes wander after the swaying bottom of one girl when Melody pinches your arm. "Ow!" You exclaim, rubbing where she pinched.

"You're not thinking of hooking up with that tart, are you?" She asks, crossing her arms and looking at you accusingly.

"The thought never crossed my mind."

"Good, because this week is all about us." She replies, smiling again. "You and me v.s. the city."

"That's the only way I want it." You assure her.

"That's all I needed to hear. In the case, you can look as much as you want." She sneaks a glance at the girl you were staring at and grins at you. "She does have a nice tight ass, doesn't she?"

"You are the coolest girl ever." You laugh and she joins you, putting an arm around your shoulders.

"So should we try the slots, roulette, or are you feeling lucky enough to try your hand at cards?"