The impatience of the obstinate boy, as well as that very tempermental reaction, only makes Dominica's mouth quirk just slightly higher. It did amuse her. Especially as she knew the truth. He'd have to come to her if he was looking for something. Information was her forte, her specialty. It made her internally laugh that he'd neatly boxed himself in. Her eyes move to the other boy, by far the more level headed of the twosome. "Well, querido, if I were going to stalk the two of you, what sort would I be to admit it? And the games here, precioso, are not of my making or my own. I just operate within their rules. And rules say, you've got to earn your desserts. Nothing free. As it seems that your friend does not understand the rules and goings on, I'll have to hope that you can lead him from his wayward path. And once he realizes the grand joke, I'll see you at my tavern. You'll have better luck finding it, I think. It can sell many things most wouldn't know were able to be purchased." She dropped as a quiet hint. She gave a bow and blew a kiss at both. "Adios, little ones." She waved, before stepping deep into the shadows and being gone from sight and senses, made entirely invisible, or so it appeared.

That smirk didn't leave her face for a second. "Querido, don't waste your time conning the artist." She said sagely, letting him gather what he would from it, without embarrassing him. "If I told you where to find it, that wouldn't tell me whether you deserve to know what I know. I can't teach you how to have eyes and ears and use them. Not my job, anyway." Her hazel eyes slid to the one sketching the bow, and she too gave a bow of a little less than equal depth. Her eyes didn't lower for a second. "Watch about following the blind, precioso. They'll run you into walls every single time. Now, you both know that any treasure to be found has likely been found? You're not the first young and ambitious twosome that's been seen." She leaned against the wall, her face half in shadow, but revealed enough to see who she looked at. "By all means, torito. Seek your fortune. Cuidado con el fuego." She directed at the clearly obstinate one of the pair. "Just call me the Butterfly until either one of you boys gets clever enough to figure out my real name."

Watch it, flyboy. Or you might be next on mah list.

Luxury incarnate, each room is equipped to become what it needs to be to suit the wishes of the individual staying in the room. The prices are high, but the amenities are worth it. There are further possibilities to be had, and typically, the boss sees to any high profile guest that stays. There's always a list of offerings to be chosen from. And none will ever disappoint.

Flesh sells, as the saying goes, and flesh can be found in these four clubs, each themed differently. One is goth, another is very much oriental themed. Another has a very island theme to it, and the fourth has a very adult fantasy theme to it. There are shows for the men and shows for the women. Drinks are free with the purchase of a VIP pass, which also comes with other perks. To find out more, it's encouraged that people seek out the boss.

Each cas!no has a full compliment of tables for Hold 'Em, Black Jack and Five Card Stud. Craps Tables and Roulette Tables surround the slots areas, and the ****s have their own bar. With the purchase of a package, any drinks on the house, three square meals per day and a luxury room come inherent. The environment is very fast paced and exciting, and eye candy abounds of both the male and female persuasion.

I...don't know what you're talking about. At all. You're imagining things. Persecution complex! >.> <.<


Breaux bastard.

*Looks at Yuki's last name* Snooty Creole bastard.  *looks at her own Cajun roots* Breaux ****. >.> <.<

Hiya, honey!   *may have target number one in her sights*