Casino De La Queen

The First Day

"The duties of a bellman or in your case, hmph....a bellboy, include helping guests out of vehicle's, unloading their luggage and delivering it to their rooms," Mr. Quinton started to explain.

"Here at Casino De La Queen and Hotel we represent the greatest Casino and Hotel in Las Vegas--no!--in the whole world. We live to serve our guests. Remember that is Casino De La Queen not Casino Queen; we are nothing like those heathens" Mr.Quinton said as we walked around the premises.

"After delivery of luggage, ask if the guest needs anything else, anything at all. You will do your best to comply. Whether it is the simple extra towel order or even a solid gold universal remote," Mr. Quinton stated.

"Wait, has that actually been requested before," Danny asked.

"You'd be surprised," Mr.Quinton answered.

"While guests are on the premises you may help with laundry, shoe shining, etcetera. Make the guest aware of every amenity this establishment offers. Which includes our indoor and outdoor pool, the yoga room, exercise room, daycare, kids lounge, bowling alley, kart track, tennis and basketball courts, golf course, bars, and restaurants to name a few," Mr. Quinton listed.

"This place is more like a resort than a hotel and casino," Danny said his childlike innocence started to show.

He was amazed by elegant beauty of the venue he was standing in. He looked with his tired brown eyes, trying to appreciate its breathtaking appearance.

Lights reflected off his cornea.

"Well, that could be said, but none of the previously mentioned amenities compare to our casino, where you will be serving at night as a slot machine attendant," Mr.Quinton said as he extended his right arm towards the two large main entrance doors triggering the two doormen to open them. They passed through. Danny broke the threshold of the casino awestruck and smiling. "Ten million, four hundred and ninety-nine thousand, nine hundred and ninety-nine square feet--second only to Venetian Macao of China--damn that one square foot," Mr. Quinton mumbled under his breath. We walked towards the stage in the center of the main floor of the casino. The brass instruments bellowed.

"Hello my dear and wonderful friends" A woman announced

"I am so glad you are all here with me tonight on the anniversary of our opening". She Continued

"I am so happy, happy go lucky me!" She was singing Living in the Sunlight by Tiny Tim but way less creepy.

Mr. Quinton was strict and ran a tight ship. He was the Overall Vice president and manager of Casino De La Queen headquarters. "I am the director of this particular establishment, The Madame owns the whole operation but time to time she likes coming to the casino to play the role of hostess." Mr.Quinton continued. "Guest's can check in anytime, and since you live on the premises now you are on call for all your duties. The casino is open from 6:00 AM in the morning to 12:00 AM in the evening."

Mr.Quinton was a, tall, young, black haired man. The director was the decorous and urbane brains behind the whole operation. He wore black eyeglasses, a red bow tie, glossy black dress shoes, and an Luxurious medium blue suit. Mr.Quinton always had a leather folder and a felt tipped pen ready to write down anything and mark off items on his agenda. Mr.Quinton knew anything and everything that went on at the casino, and everywhere else for that matter, no matter how secret.

"Now I don't know what the queen likes about you so much, but you are going to have to perform especially proper if you want to maintain your employed status. One mistake and you are done, we wouldn't want to involve the authorities for destruction of property charges, do I make myself clear Mr. Mcarthur?" Mr.Quinton snapped, towering over the much shorter Danny for a terrifying moment.

"Understood, Mr.Quinton," Danny accepted, with sweat beating down his forehead.

"Now the front desk will have a key and room number for where you'll be staying. There will be a staff meeting in the primary conference room At 10:30 tomorrow evening sharp; be there or else!" Mr. Quinton finished, whirling around and leaving with an elegant air, Danny at the entrance.

Danny did as he was told. His room was in the basement, next to supply and storage closets. The room was bland, it contained a sheeted bed, and a bedside table with a lamp utop. On his bed was a bellman uniform with the traditional hat, and on the table was a letter from Madame Queen. It read "Thanks for the fun night, with love, your majesty the queen." Danny recalled the night before and how he fell, into her.