#42

Dr Girlfriend saunters sexily over to the bar and orders an Old Fashioned. She lights up a cigarette, languidly blowing smoke O’s as she sips slowly at the bittersweet cocktail and considers her current situation. The Monarch had been away for weeks now pursuing his ridiculous rivalry with his long time enemy, The Lepidopterist, and Dr Girlfriend was bored. So she had grabbed a bunch of his cash and some spare henchmen, and here she was, at this disturbingly run down and shoddy casino in the middle of nowhere

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#43

Another rip in time and space appears and out falls a little robot.

???: OUCH!
Brock: Oh god not him!
Ash: Damn it!
Claptrap: Brock? Ash? Does that mean…I hope you’re ready lose cause you’re dealing me on!

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#44

The rest of the battleborn cast walk in

Ghalt: I need a drink.

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#45

Our dear Host Icy walks up

Welcome to the casino De Sleazeball housed in scenic pocket dimension number 17624-C also known as Nevada. I’m Icy co owner and host here, how may we serve you?

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#46

Ernest raps a claw loudly on a card table. Yo! What’s a bird gotta do to get a drink in this place?

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#47

Dr Girlfriend sidles up to the gruff, authoritative-looking Aviant with the sexy headband and feather-ploof

DR GIRLFRIEND: Buy a lady a drink, sugar? You strike me as the bourbon type…

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#48

Ernest squints sideways at the odd-looking woman. You kidding? I barely got enough cash for drinks for meself, let alone for an evening of whining and dining with a lady.

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#49

Dr Girlfriend sighs melodramatically. Of course she’d find a cheapskate in a “casino” like this

DR GIRLFRIEND: I guess chivalry really is dead. You enjoy drinking alone. I’ll be around if you change your mind.

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#50

Place an order with the bartender.

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#51

Dr Girlfriend lights up a long, slender, cigarette, held in an equally long and slender gold cigarette holder, takes a loooooong drag, and gestures for the host. She is still stunned and shocked with her lack of success with the straight-out-of-the-80s Aviant. Had she really been out of the singles game for thst long?

#52

Yes madam?

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#53

DR GIRLFRIEND: (pulls a thick wad of cash out of her deep cleavage and lays it on the table Get me an Old Fashioned. Bb the rocks. Strong. And I don’t ever want to see the bottom of that glass, understand? Second, I’m going to need a room for a while. A nice room, if that’s not an oxymoron around here. Something fit for the grand consort of a master super villain. Third, where can a lady get some chips?

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#54

So, bottomless Bourbon is doable.
Hands her a key Presidential suite top floor room 800.
Go see Sangres at the front for the chips.

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#55

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DR GIRLFRIEND: Thank you kindly, my lovely man. Oh, and are there some sort of…servants quarters…where my henchmen could stay? Maybe a barn or a shack of some sort? Maybe they could work for their room and board?

back out at the Mercury Monarch, parked outside the Casino

HENCHMAN 21: She sure has been gone a while. I hope she doesn’t make us stay in a barn again!

HENCHMAN 24: I know, right?

#56

Basement rooms.

Hands her a shoddy key

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#57

Dr Girlfriend takes the keys. They look as if they should open a centuries old underground blood sacrifice chamber. She presses a button on a remote control that has somehow also mysteriously appeared from out of her miraculous cleavage

Henchman 21 and Henchmen 24 come running in like a couple of excited dogs

DR GIRLFRIEND: Here, boys. These keys open the rooms in the basement where you’ll be staying during our time here.

HENCHMAN 21: Ok, these keys clearly open some sort of murder chamber. I was bleaching myself and my clothes for months after the last one. Can’t we just stay with you?

HENCHMAN 24: Yeah, what if something happens? What if you’re at risk?

DR GIRLFRIEND: I can take care of myself. Go find your rooms, boys.

#58

the poker game heats up, Pendles has since cashed out, Claptrap is almost out of money. The main competition is down to Brock, Ash, and Pond

Brock: Aw, damnit all in!
Ash: Saddle up cause this is about to be a bumpy hand, all in.

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#59

POND: Bloody three stooges or not, you chaps know your way around a poker table. Luckily, I remain unshaken and unstirred!

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#60

Brock: So is that a fold or what?

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#61

POND: unflinchingly gulps his drink and shoves all his chips into centre of the table