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[He's hoping, somehow, that someone'll show up that he wants to see. In the meantime, he's keeping himself busy, getting the casino cleaned up and ready to be opened at five. That gives him a chance to pause and address the video, though.]

The majority of you have probably already been welcomed to the City. Those that haven't, well, if you need a drink and some gambling to keep you entertained, I'd suggest coming on down to my casino. It's called Lucky's, you can't miss it, and maybe we'll offer drinks specials tonight, just because people need something to deal with being stuck in a strange city for a weekend.

[A long pause as he looks away from the camera for a moment, and then back.]

And if I know you... from home... it'd be nice if you'd drop by.

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I have plenty of fun.

[Working is fun. Really. And yes, he's just leeeeeaning into that hand a little, don't mind him.]

I just didn't think it was a good business practice to sleep with all my employees.

[He somehow doubts that would stop Charlie.]

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Tell me abouts your birthday. What'd they look likes?

[The hand settles of the seem of Meyer's trousers. Not moving yet, just a steady, heavy weight.]

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It's all kind of an indistinct, blurry memory. There were substances involved.

[He did a lot of heroin with Al, okay? Shhh. Charlie, you're driving him crazy here -- that's why he's trying to press against his hand even more.]

One of them was blonde, one of them was brunette, both of them were tall and had a lot of glitter all over them. It didn't come off the floor for months.

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Broads?

[What? he doesn't know what kind of strippers they got...]

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Yes, broads.

[He's laughing now, because really?]

They did have one stripper at the party that wasn't a broad. That was...

[He shakes his head. He may be standing awfully close to a guy, whose hand happens to be on his thigh, but male strippers just don't do it for him.]

Unexpected and unwanted, mostly.

Aw what a sweet moment going on here

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[ It's early yet for opening, but drop-in weekends like this wait for no man in terms of drinking and preparation. There's plenty to do around the casino to get things ready, and for once it seems someone has shown up before the call of duty.

The keys jangle momentarily before it becomes clear that the door is already unlocked. The latch gives way softly, then all subtlety is cast to the wind when a voice calls out into the darkness loudly. ]

Who's in here?

oh my god, Al, your fucking timing

[dowhatisays]

[Charlie's been doing this long enough that he often leaves one ear open for noises just like that one. The second he can hear the jingling of keys in a lock he's springing back, hand going to smooth down his hair. By the time Al actually makes it into the room, Charlie's leaning on the counter lighting a cigarette. He's also glaring up a store, but for Charlie that's not actually all that unusual.]

What's it to yous?

Re: Fffff hahaha

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[He's managed to fiddle with his hair enough that it's not sticking out at odd angles by the time Al shows up, and he's pretending like he was working on something really important, like cleaning the bar. Unlike Charlie, he actually offers Al a smile, because that's just slightly less suspicious.]

You're early.

[makingastatement]

[ He recognizes that voice anywhere. It's not a total surprise to hear it, but the early meeting catches him a little off-guard.

A short nod is given in Charlie's direction. ]

Should I have been late?

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You ain't showed up at all, my day woulda been a hell of a lots better.

[Did you miss this little shit, Al, he missed you.]

Al.

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[He shoots an irritated little glance at Charlie, and then looks back at Al.]

I'm just not used to you being early. It's something new.

[makingastatement]

[ Hardy fuckin' har. Both of you, seriously. ]

You and me both then.

[ ...Ah, right. Meyer's in on the Italian thing now, as he has discovered. No matter. He'll just set down his keys and step into his rightfully employed territory behind the bar. ]

You putting him to work or what?

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My name's on the door, figures that means I gets to drink as much as I wants.

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It means you get to drink within reason, yeah. Although I wouldn't necessarily call that your name on the door.

[It totally is. But admitting that would just be sappy.]

[makingastatement]

Big man in his own mind.

[ Yeah, he's not refilling your drink anytime soon, Charlie. ]

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Or at least in this fucking bar.

[Fine, he'll just pour himself another shot, then.]

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[Is this world weary sigh enough to get the two of you to stop sniping at each other? Seriously.]

I'd ask if we could all manage to get along, but that's appearing less and less likely.

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We're gettin' along.

[ It's a final statement. For now he can keep things civil in respect of the existing business arrangement. Besides, everyone knows Luciano is all talk. A house cat, really. ]

You two catching up in here or what?

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Yeah, we gots a lot of its to dos.

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[A nod.]

Yeah, we do. And I might not be around as much this weekend as I normally am.

[That's directed at Al. To be fair, he's normally around all the time, even when the casino isn't open.]

I'm sure you can handle it.

[makingastatement]

'Course I can handle it.

[ There's some smugness there. He might not own the place, but he knows enough to keep the ship afloat. That's better than any free ride or entitlement.

All manners of pride aside (as far aside as they'll go anyway), he can't shake the feeling of something he's missing or being shut out on. Loyalties run deep and old business partners, however temporary their presence may be, can be problematic. ]

I gotta say, you don't look too happy to see each other. Somebody croak back home or what?

[dowhatisays]

[Maybe they would look happier if you didn't interrupt their makeout session, Al, jeez.]

Naw. Everything's going just fucking great.

[To be fair, Charlie's in a bad mood more often than not.]