Esclaire, the casino employee you always visited was smoking a cigarette, handing out everybody's drinks until he got to your table. "Your back again, huh?" He grinned down at you, leaning against the booth you were seated in, your mother beside you. Your mother glanced towards you, raising one eyebrow. "Anywho! What drinks can I get you dolls?" He questioned, wiping down your table as he waited for you. The ash from the cigarette falling right onto the clean table.