"Welcome to my casino, Evan!" George answered as he shook the man's hand. He suppressed a smirk at the man's suggestion. It would most likely be a bluff anyhow, and if not, it would make for easy money.<br/><br/>The clicking sounds of Clarissa's heels as the walked towards the back room was muffled as she entered the room by the thick red tapestry that covered the private room's floor. "Welcome, miss!" George said, as his focus moved away from the businessman to smile at the second lady to arrive, the Cuban cigar sticking from the corner of his lips. He offered her a hand as he added: "I'll be your host for tonight. Can I help you to a drink?"