he settle down in hs seat . she didn't own the jiont .
she slapped her chips into neat stacks . okay , then i don't know you , her vbody language said , and you don't know me . he remembered her silent language well , and instantly perceived the virtue in not knowing her . maybe they could play the old game together a few times and make a few bucks .
the shoe was a six decker , and the dealer , a middle -aged woman who wore a lot of gold in her cleavage under the required white shirt , had only run through a couple of hands . giving elliot a sharp look , she exchanged two thousand for him . the black chips felt as sustantial as marbles as he pulled them toward him . he put one dead center on hjis spot on the green felt and and waited for the cards .
he pulled a thirteen and busted whern he hit on it . fine , he was only playing basic strategy right now , warming up , checking out the cards . he played a few more hands , going down three hundred dollars rapidly on his single chip bets .
"you're too hot ," carleen told the dealer .
"our luck turns just like yopur does ," said the dealer , who fielded complaints like this alll night long .carleen waswinning most of the time in spite of her complaining . the other people . the other people at the table , who told everyone they had jud=st arrived on a bus from boise , idaho , each set out a chip at a time playing decently .
a couple of minutes later : no, she's gonna come through for us ," " elliot saiod , including everyone at the table in hijs optimism .. they were two ful decks into the shoe by now , with enough cards laid down for him to know the deck was ripe . he placed all the chips he had left oto
the table , , seventeen hundred dollars ' worth , not an outrageous amount at a twenty five dollars minimum table .
edging her bottom teeth with her finger , carleen fidget unhappy .
she slapped her chips into neat stacks . okay , then i don't know you , her vbody language said , and you don't know me . he remembered her silent language well , and instantly perceived the virtue in not knowing her . maybe they could play the old game together a few times and make a few bucks .
the shoe was a six decker , and the dealer , a middle -aged woman who wore a lot of gold in her cleavage under the required white shirt , had only run through a couple of hands . giving elliot a sharp look , she exchanged two thousand for him . the black chips felt as sustantial as marbles as he pulled them toward him . he put one dead center on hjis spot on the green felt and and waited for the cards .
he pulled a thirteen and busted whern he hit on it . fine , he was only playing basic strategy right now , warming up , checking out the cards . he played a few more hands , going down three hundred dollars rapidly on his single chip bets .
"you're too hot ," carleen told the dealer .
"our luck turns just like yopur does ," said the dealer , who fielded complaints like this alll night long .carleen waswinning most of the time in spite of her complaining . the other people . the other people at the table , who told everyone they had jud=st arrived on a bus from boise , idaho , each set out a chip at a time playing decently .
a couple of minutes later : no, she's gonna come through for us ," " elliot saiod , including everyone at the table in hijs optimism .. they were two ful decks into the shoe by now , with enough cards laid down for him to know the deck was ripe . he placed all the chips he had left oto
the table , , seventeen hundred dollars ' worth , not an outrageous amount at a twenty five dollars minimum table .
edging her bottom teeth with her finger , carleen fidget unhappy .
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