Los Paraísos: The Pellagio: Roulette TableWhat in the name of Aislin just happened? One moment he was talking politely with Syed, contemplating maybe
maaaaybe risking one or two gald on the slot machinese with him, then suddenly everything happened seemingly at once. The rest of the group was fixated on placing bets that he couldn’t even begin to understand, Xan randomly returned, and then Don had another miraculous win.
Don celebrated with his usual flare, Dylan cheering his Big Bro on. This was crazy, Don was risking his gald with little thought but it seemed to be working. He was about to encourage him on when something quite crazy happened - Moira completely snapped.
The area around them cleared completely as Moira lifted the table off the ground and flipped it. “What the hell?” Dylan yelped as he ducked behind Don. Moira in a beserker rage was a scary sight, but it didn’t take for Syed to literally shock her into submission. Peeking out from behind his meat shield, he watched as she was dragged out by security.
“Umm, was it just me or did that just kill the room?” he asked with a humorous chuckle. Though they hadn’t been the ones who flipped the table, the roulette...dealer? What did one call them? Whatever, he was eyeing the whole group angrily. “Why don’t we just clear out then...um, whatever happened to Estelle? And besides,” he said with a smile at Trixie, “why don’t we get out of this place and hit one of the ice cream shops?”