Something In Between.

Viva Las Vegas

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Blog Entry 27

I tugged at my nothing of a dress and bounced from stiletto to stiletto. "Are you sure I can do this, that we can do this?" I looked at my fake I.D. "Lois Lane? What the heck? Doesn't that scream fake I.D.?" I looked at the graying woman on the card, frowning. "Don't worry we do this every year. Keith just isn't that creative with names, and they don't really care, it all means more money for them. Just act cool, on the down low, like you own the place. I'm Clark Kent. Kara is Justice Beaver. You can pull off Lois Lane. Let's go." he put his hand on the small of my back and pushed me towards the entrance. The mob dude that checked the I.D.s scowled at us barely glancing our I.D.s. He waved us in, and I walked into the casino.

People were milling around, drinks in hand, cheering when they won, awwwwwing when they lost. I took Chris's hand, and he lead me towards the desk. We got 2 cards, and Chris handed out twenties. Keith ran into the casino towards the first slot machine. He put his money in the machine and the machine celebrated. He pumped his fist as the coupon came out and pulled the lever again. Lucas took his money, ordered a beer and sat in the bar marking up his copy of The Great Gadsby. Daniel and Kara ordered a couple drinks and disappeared into the casino.

Chris walked me up to the bar and ordered a beer and some drink that sounded like some kind or coladita or whatever. "Two for you?" I asked looking around nervously. "No. One for you. We need to loosen you up." he smirked, leaning against the bar like he's totally at ease with being a criminal. The bar tender came back and looked him up and down. "Clark?" she asked seductively. "Yeah and Lois, my girlfriend." she looked at me and glared as she pushed the drinks towards Chris. She turned around and walked away. I snorted at the rejection and annoyance on her face. Chris swung around and handed me a drink, taking a swig of his beer. "No." I said backing away from the pink liquid. "Yes." he said a dopy smile on his face. "I'll be designated driver!" I countered. "Oh come on. Lucas is only having one or two, and he can handle alcohol. Loosen up!" "No!" "Yes!" "No." He shot me his puppy dog eyes. "Fine." I took the cup and took a sip and another and another. Eight beers and 5 whatever those drinks were later, Chris and I were both ridiculously drunk so what did we do? Take a ridiculous amount of shots of course! The crowd cheered as he and I downed the last one on our trays. "Yay!" I cheered practically falling over.

Keith had a giant crowd around him now. "Drinks for everyone!" he yelled. The whole casino cheered. Chris and I dopily laughed as we tried to walk over to him. Chris tripped over a table leg and sent both of us down. We laughed as we tried to get up again. "You fell on me." he said tipsily. "You pushed mmmmeeeeee." I laughed. I looked around, the room spinning as we got up. "I didn't know you took me on a spinny ride, Chrissy Wissy." I said, my vision was spinning and everything looked funny. I laughed.

"I have to go tot the bathroom!" I announced. "O........k........ Let's go go go!" Chris laughed. He grabbed me and pulled be towards what I thought was the restroom, but of course, drunk me has no sense of direction and an inability to read neon signs. Chris threw me over his shoulder both of us laughing as he staggered almost dropping me. "Yay a ride! We're going on a trip in our favorite rocket.... ship. Zzzzzzoooooooommmmming through the sky! Little Einsteins!" I sang, sticking my arms out like I was flying. Chris and I were laughing as we stumbled into an office we thought was a bathroom. "Look it, Chrissy! A big chair." I stumbled towards it and sat down and turned it around. I spun around slowly, petting my imaginary cat. "I've beeeeeen expect.........in yooooooooooou!" I said giggling. He laughed as he looked around the office. "Look at this Lindy! A silver briefcase! Maybe it's from Deal or No Deal!" "Maybe it's a Deal or No Deal Scavenger Hunt!" I chirped. (don't judge I was drunk for the first time so I don't know what I was thinking). "Let's look inside!" I struggled with a high tech lock for a bit. "It won't open!" I whined. "Let's go have the front desk unlock it. No let's ask Keith! He's good at locks!" "Ok!" we walked out and immediately ran into a beast of a man. "What were you two doing in there?" he asked gruffly. "We were doing the Deal or No Deal Scavenger Hunt!" I chirped. He took one look at the case and took our arms tightly, dragging us towards a private elevator. "Hey! Where are we going?" I asked. He whispered in a low tone on his radio. Chris had passed out and was being dragged by the ape. (which was impressive, Chris is solid muscles) "Where are we going?" I whined. We turned the corner, and I saw a line of prison cells. He opened one and threw us in, taking the case. That's when I blacked out.