Jerik then noticed Copper at the slots.
"Hey! You! C'mmere, I'm looking for some shmucks ta play a game of poker with, ya in, or ya too scared you'll lose your money?"
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Marty nodded at Chic. "Ta for that, and the misunderstanding's fine. I'll be down at the Casino in a minute to organise everything, so don't worry about me not doing my job."
He went into the room and looked around. It was nothing special, but at least a step up from sleeping houses. He then suddenyl realised he hadn't actually brought any luggage with him.
"Bugger. I don't want to have to send off for it from my old apartment. The delivery costs will be massive. I'll just go ask Bernie if he can get someone to pick it up.....Why am I talking to myself?"
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Flak prodded Chic in the back with one large hand. "Hey. Boss still wants stuff dropped off in his room. Move it. Don't forget our labour room either."
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Fuzzle Guy: Apart from going swimming I've never been more wet in my life than when I went to see Take That.
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