Carmen nodded.  "Of course we look out for each other.  I just wanted to make sure you hadn't forgotten.  I have to hurry, so I'll be going now...I'll call you whenever something significant comes up."  She hung up and rubbed her temples.   She didn't<em>really</em>care much about the other white court houses...sure, they were family or whatever, but sometimes, obligations like these were more trouble than they were worth.<br/><br/>Then again, this could be a little fun.<br/><br/>She decided the best way to learn about the crime would be to talk to someone who'd seen it.  She hoped the Luxor's owner had seen it...because she was going to try and get his attention first.  She changed into a black, silk, one piece dress.  The skirt came down to about her knees, with a cut along the side that gave a flash of creamy skin if she took long strides.  She put on some black pumps, pinned her hair half up, half down, and put on a little makeup.  She checked herself out in the mirror...she was trying to look like a fancy escort, and was confident she'd pulled the look off.  Hopefully, casino security would let her through without an appointment...<br/><br/>She hailed a taxi and arrived at the Luxor a few minutes later.  She stepped out of the car and turned on her surreal beauty, hoping to awe the security a bit.  She strode up to the doors.  She wished she could have found out the owner's name beforehand, but then again, she doubted any escort would be mentioning his name in public.<br/><br/>"I'm here to see the owner, hon.  Could you do me a teensy weensy favor and show me to him?"  she asked the guard quietly.