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"The game continues, that's the point of having no rules," Jack said dryly, it should be obvious, "In fact, by catching the coin, you have essentially put the game into your hands, put the coin onto the table on it's side and this guy," he took a moment to point of the man still holding him back, "wins the game, put in down any other way and I win, whoever win takes ownership of the card and no one else can take it," He motioned for her to put it on the table, "Anyhow, even if you take me to the police station what are you going to do? Complain that I got a complimentary meal, which need I say this receipt confirms?" He pulled the receipt out and waved it around a bit, "It doesn't need to be signed, it's a machine receipt, for a fast food joint. Who's going to sign that?"

"Also, still, seriously? Tough Love? I mean I thought that The Dancing Jack was a bit bad, but compared to that," he scoffed as he made the comparison, "well, it's grown on me to say the least,".

The manager and the employee were still trying to write a receipt out for him, they'd done what? Fifty now? All of them official and complimentary. There was something funny about people who didn't like losing games.