Bob The Mob
10-31-2006, 10:00 PM
[center:d69950adf2]In Mandalay Bay in Las Vegas, Nevada. The sounds of fast-paced jazz music, dice being rolled, slot machines being operated; with the occasional crashing sound of coins being spit out when winning combinations are hit, and cards shuffling/being dealt; can be heard throughout. Jimmy Tuno, the WcE Xtreme Heavyweight Champion, is in his usual. Terri Dymond, his girlfriend and manager, wears a green sequined gown and black high-heels. Jimmy sits at a green-felted hardwood blackjack table with two other players, Terri watching.
Jimmy (looking carefully down at his cards): …Hit me.
Jimmy is dealt a nine of hearts.
Jimmy: (muttering something incoherent to himself) (slowly easing a green chip in) ……I raise by 20.
The player to his left puts in a green chip and the one to his right follows suit.
Dealer: Player One…
The player on Jimmy’s left turns over his cards to reveal a nine of diamonds and a Jack of spades.
Dealer: 19. Player Two…
Jimmy’s other opponent’s cards are turned over to reveal a ten of hearts, seven of hearts, and an Ace of spades.
Dealer: 18. And…
Jimmy turns over his cards to reveal the nine of hearts, a two of clubs, and a Queen of spades.
Dealer: 21. (pushing the pot over to Jimmy; which contains mostly white chips [10s]) You win, sir.
Jimmy (scooping up the chips and placing them in a briefcase): …An’ that’s the way it should be. (as he begins to stand up) A pleasure doin’ business with ya!
Terri: What was up with the hesitatin’?
Jimmy: Lures the others inta a false sense o’ security.
He classily removes his fedora to the others with is right hand and walks to the slot machines and as he walks…
Jimmy (thoughts): “I beat Rocky Stevens fair an’ square, an’ he calls me a punk an’ tells me ta learn my place in the peckin’ order?! I’ll give the man his due; he’s a legend, but he could at least do a little research. I won a Heavyweight boxin’ Championship; I think that deserves some respect! As does my country; that LaMonte’s gonna get his f--!”
Terri (seeing the up-tight look on Jimmy’s face): Jimmy, what’s wrong?
Jimmy: Huh? Oh, nothin’ Terri. It’s just that that LaMonte dude an’ his disrespect o’ this nation, it could very well make me snap at UnLEASHED! I respect his accomplishments, an’ the others’, but (body beginning to tense up; speaking through gritted teeth) when my country gets treated like crap like that---
Terri: Jimmy, listen, ya gotta remain focused tamorrow night.
Jimmy (gradually beginning to calm down) : You’re right, you’re right.
He does some d e e p b r e a t h i n g.
Jimmy: After all, back home in New York there’s gonna be the “Best of WcE” special in a few moths; I can’t be there empty-handed. (at the slots; inserting a quarter and pulling down the lever: …a “BAR”, a “BAR”, and a cherry are the results; as a fairly large amount of quarters dumps out) Good stuff.
He whistles “We’re In the Money” softly. Terri hits the http://www.casinos-news.com/images/slots_icon.gif on his right and starts screaming and jumping as the coins pour down.
Jimmy (quietly): Terri, please stop. (she continues) Terri, you’re causin’ a scene. (Terri still won’t let up) Terri, c’mon, you’re gonna get us killed when people try ta rob us. (Terri doesn’t seem to hear Jimmy) Terri, if ya don’t stop, (severely) I’ll tell the world about what I told you last week.
Terri falls deadly silent.
Terri (in a horrified whisper): …Ya…ya wouldn’t wouldja?
Jimmy (brightly): ’Course not! (Terri breathes a heavy sigh of relief) Just don’t do that, OK?[/center:d69950adf2]
Jimmy (looking carefully down at his cards): …Hit me.
Jimmy is dealt a nine of hearts.
Jimmy: (muttering something incoherent to himself) (slowly easing a green chip in) ……I raise by 20.
The player to his left puts in a green chip and the one to his right follows suit.
Dealer: Player One…
The player on Jimmy’s left turns over his cards to reveal a nine of diamonds and a Jack of spades.
Dealer: 19. Player Two…
Jimmy’s other opponent’s cards are turned over to reveal a ten of hearts, seven of hearts, and an Ace of spades.
Dealer: 18. And…
Jimmy turns over his cards to reveal the nine of hearts, a two of clubs, and a Queen of spades.
Dealer: 21. (pushing the pot over to Jimmy; which contains mostly white chips [10s]) You win, sir.
Jimmy (scooping up the chips and placing them in a briefcase): …An’ that’s the way it should be. (as he begins to stand up) A pleasure doin’ business with ya!
Terri: What was up with the hesitatin’?
Jimmy: Lures the others inta a false sense o’ security.
He classily removes his fedora to the others with is right hand and walks to the slot machines and as he walks…
Jimmy (thoughts): “I beat Rocky Stevens fair an’ square, an’ he calls me a punk an’ tells me ta learn my place in the peckin’ order?! I’ll give the man his due; he’s a legend, but he could at least do a little research. I won a Heavyweight boxin’ Championship; I think that deserves some respect! As does my country; that LaMonte’s gonna get his f--!”
Terri (seeing the up-tight look on Jimmy’s face): Jimmy, what’s wrong?
Jimmy: Huh? Oh, nothin’ Terri. It’s just that that LaMonte dude an’ his disrespect o’ this nation, it could very well make me snap at UnLEASHED! I respect his accomplishments, an’ the others’, but (body beginning to tense up; speaking through gritted teeth) when my country gets treated like crap like that---
Terri: Jimmy, listen, ya gotta remain focused tamorrow night.
Jimmy (gradually beginning to calm down) : You’re right, you’re right.
He does some d e e p b r e a t h i n g.
Jimmy: After all, back home in New York there’s gonna be the “Best of WcE” special in a few moths; I can’t be there empty-handed. (at the slots; inserting a quarter and pulling down the lever: …a “BAR”, a “BAR”, and a cherry are the results; as a fairly large amount of quarters dumps out) Good stuff.
He whistles “We’re In the Money” softly. Terri hits the http://www.casinos-news.com/images/slots_icon.gif on his right and starts screaming and jumping as the coins pour down.
Jimmy (quietly): Terri, please stop. (she continues) Terri, you’re causin’ a scene. (Terri still won’t let up) Terri, c’mon, you’re gonna get us killed when people try ta rob us. (Terri doesn’t seem to hear Jimmy) Terri, if ya don’t stop, (severely) I’ll tell the world about what I told you last week.
Terri falls deadly silent.
Terri (in a horrified whisper): …Ya…ya wouldn’t wouldja?
Jimmy (brightly): ’Course not! (Terri breathes a heavy sigh of relief) Just don’t do that, OK?[/center:d69950adf2]