"So, this your girlfriend?"

[i]'Heh, I wish... Wait, what?!'[/i] The words actually made Ryoki's heart skip a beat, and a little... angry? She wasn't quite sure of herself right now. Maybe it was the atmosphere. But seriously, whoever the Hell said that obviously-

... [i]Whoa...[/i]

... They were obviously [i]very[/i] handsome and attractive. [i]'Ugh... And you wonder why you can't get a boyfriend when every man you speak to makes you daydream? Not to mention the flirting... Meh, relationships are overrated, anyways.'[/i]

Allowing the two apparent old friends catch up, Ryoki found herself watching the cute bunny girl waitress as she fidgeted and blushed (and gave her a certain something to dream about later toni- [i]'Stop it!'[/i]), before returning her attention to Yutaro as the game began. "So, how about I show you how good I am at Blackjack?"

During the second game, she was given an offer to work at the casino part-time, from none other than their dealer. "Miss Mochizukki, if you like our outfits here you should talk to the boss about some work. We're always in need of a few extra hands." At this, she replies with an almost unnatural lack of shame and incredible calm: "That sounds like a good idea. I was thinking of getting a couple of these bunny suit outfits, one for me and one for a friend. I'm in need of some extra cash..."

 As though right on time, the waitress lady from before came, delivering them their drinks. "Thank you~!" She sings in a cheerful manner, the voice of an angel (though most likely a fallen one) hitting the ears of those at the table. The girl seemed much calmer than before, though she didn't know if it was her tender care or some other factor that helped Iruka become more composed. [i]'I s'pose it doesn't matter. So long as she's not freaking out.'[/i] She smiles as Iruka asks if there was anything they needed help with. "Actually, as a matter of fact, there is."

She pauses as she thinks about how best to word this without sounding... [i]too[/i] weird. "You see, it's about your outfit. I was wondering if I could get one for a friend of mine, and one for me, since I've taken this place into consideration as a source for part time work. If you don't mind, could you show me to your boss later tonight, at the end of your shift? It'd be much appreciated." Seeing the girl fidget and squirm as she continued to linger, Ryoki couldn't help but smile. [i]'Ah, the innocent. They're always so cute when they're confused.'[/i] She chuckles to herself and opens her wallet, revealing 6,000 yen (basically $50 USD) and handing it to the girl. She wasn't quite sure how generous she was being by handing over that much money, but it was obvious that little Iruka wanted a reward for being a good girl. "Here," she says, patting her head once again, "that's for being the cutest little thing I've seen today. Just don't expect [i]too[/i] much from people here. This is a casino, after all."

Grinning to herself as the girl went on her way, Ryoki turns back to the game at hand, taking a sip from her Long Island Iced Tea. "Now, where were we?"

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[center][h2][b]After The Twelfth Hand[/b][/h2][/center]

Ryoki's head was pressed against the table, looking sad from losing so much in such little time. [i]'Ugh... That's embarrassing...'[/i] She thought to herself. She could continue playing if she signed into her parents account at the nearby ATM and [i]borrowed[/i] just a little bit of their savings, buuuuut she felt it wasn't worth it. As Yutaro apologized to her once more, further pointing out how badly she'd lost, Ryoki sat up, drank down the rest of her Long Island in one go, and pressed her head back against the table again. She'd had enough Blackjack for one night...

... though she certainly hadn't had enough of those who were playing at the table. Looking over at Shou, she slowly and steadily creeps alongside the table, before suddenly pouncing on the man, holding on to his arm. He could feel a certain set of melon-sized objects of soft and squishy texture press up against his arm, with said objects becoming slightly more visible with this new, close-contact position. "Aww, why don't I have friends like yours who can win me lots of money~?" She sulks, fidgeting restlessly. She was a little drunk, sure, though it wasn't enough to severely impact her movement. Ryoki was sure she could walk just fine if she needed to. However, it was enough to change her personality from lustrous devil to energetic child. 

"You too, Mister Dealer! Meanie!" She stuck out her tongue at Yutaro, before quickly changing personalities once more, this time being concerned. "Oh no, I'm sorry! I-I didn't hurt your feelings, did I?" She looks to be on the verge of tears. "I've been mistreating you a lot tonight, haven't I? S-sorry, I'm not usually like this..." She looks around, still holding on to Shou's arm. "Hey, I wonder where our bunny girl went~? She was cute, don't you think?"

... Well, alcohol does make you open up, and it seems to have worked for Ryoki. She was pretty much saying what was on her mind at this point. Not that there was anything truly wrong with that when one can so easily catch a glance at the stool in which she sat on, and the person who housed it...

[@KoL][@MyCatGinger][@Takashi][@Bozo]