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[recognize_an_opportunity]

[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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[reincarnshaman]

It's banned in three countries last I checked and a controlled substance in a few others. I'm fairly certain it's also banned in Utah. It can get gods drunk.

So yeah. It does.

My family's been making it for at least five hundred years.

[recognize_an_opportunity]

If it can get gods drunk, what does it do to normal people?

[reincarnshaman]

There's a reason we charge ridiculous amounts of money for it.

For normal people... well, I'd never serve someone more than three shot glasses worth of it to them. After that they tend to hit the floor. If they're really strong of constitution they can handle five.

[recognize_an_opportunity]

That could prove exceptionally useful, I think.

[reincarnshaman]

Aye. Which is why Theo suggested I give you a bottle as sort of preemptive payment.

[The kitten has finished the knife and is working on the fork. He seems to be relishing his snacks.]

[recognize_an_opportunity]

Well, considering how much I could charge for something like that... it seems reasonable. I'd prefer if your cat didn't eat much more of my silverware, however.

[reincarnshaman]

He should be done in a moment. He's been snacking all day and will probably fall asleep. Damn little bugger has cost me a fortune.

[Indeed the kitten gives a bit a hiccup and then just sort of sprawls, rolling over onto his back and preforms the road kill position of napping.]

So, about that whiskey you were offering?

[recognize_an_opportunity]

Of course.

[He pours a drink, passing it across the bar.]

I have some pretty strong stuff here, but probably not compared to what you're used to.

[reincarnshaman]

[Trever laughs.]

I'm not a god. Perfectly mortal. Theo's the only demi-god among us. I can manage about six of those before keeling over.

And just because it's not strong doesn't mean it's not good.

[He takes the glass and gives Meyer a bit of a salute before taking a drink.]

[recognize_an_opportunity]

Well, I like to think it's pretty decent stuff. I haven't had any complaints. Better than what we've got at home, at least.

[reincarnshaman]

That's right. You're prohibition era, aren't you? At least that's what Theo mentioned.

[recognize_an_opportunity]

That's right. None of us are particularly fond of it.

[Although it does make for some... unique... business opportunities.]

[reincarnshaman]

Nana says she did some good business with smugglers back then.

[That's a wicked grin there of a man whose family made a serious profit.]

I can't imagine you'd be fond of it. Specially if you were in the same business

[He blinks for a moment and frowns.]

Meyer Lansky... Meyer... Lansky

[There's a finger snap.]

Me nana did business with you!

[recognize_an_opportunity]

[He raises an eyebrow slowly, setting the bottle of whiskey back on the shelf and turning back, eyebrow still raised.]

Did she? What was her name?

[reincarnshaman]

Moria McCallum.

[He nods his head to the whiskey bottle]

I dinnae know if she exists in your world or not though or if she's started doing business with you if she does.

[recognize_an_opportunity]

I don't recognize the name, but that doesn't mean much. She might be ahead of my time. Irish, I take it?

[reincarnshaman]

Aye. From Cork.

[He doesn't seem to be bothered that Meyer doesn't recognize the name.]

She told us a few stories.

[recognize_an_opportunity]

Should I be curious or concerned about those stories?

[reincarnshaman]

I always enjoyed them...

[recognize_an_opportunity]

I guess you probably shouldn't tell me about them, just in case I'm not supposed to know the future.

[reincarnshaman]

Probably.

She said you always had a bit of a supernatural knack with numbers.

[recognize_an_opportunity]

Did she? I've always been fond of numbers. Numbers and I get along well.

[reincarnshaman]

She played cards with you exactly once.

[recognize_an_opportunity]

And lost that badly?

[He is good with cards. Math, specifically statistics, is something he genuinely loves. But a supernatural ability? He doubts it.]

[reincarnshaman]

[He also forgets that in Trever's world everyone has a supernatural ability.]

Yup. Almost stabbed you for cheating... but she was cheating too so...