Setting: The Blackjack casino, Traverse Town (second district)
Characters: Any and all inhabitants of Traverse Town (?).
Status: Open, thankyouverymuch.
When it got dark, it really seemed to get dark. The neon lights just outside of Setzer Gabbiani's self-made Casino probably looked nice against the night sky, but, unfortunately for Setzer, work was to be done!
The casino was filled with it's normal amount of people. The murmur of people talking amongst themselves was background noise compared to the sound of slot machines, craps tables and games of poker. People laughed, people cried, people won, people lost. That was how things ran around here.
At least Setzer played it fair and didn't rig the marchines, unlike some people.
Setzer let out a quiet sigh, resting his chin in the palm of his head. There were good-looking people to chase, and yet he was stuck serving drinks because his bartender decided to take an extended break for 'dinner.' Like he believed that. Setzer's thoughts were interupted as the sound of someone winning the jackpot on a slot machine were heard.
"Oh botheration."