Percy - Ana Chronicles - III: What happens in Vegas...

"Are you upset?"

"No, I'm fine."

"You don't sound fine."

"Well f-i-n-e, I'm upset."

"Well it must be my fault, so I'm sorry!"

"For what?"

"For making you come back to the hotel."

"Being sorry doesn't help!"

"Ok, fine, let's go back to the casino and do whatever you want."

"I don't want to go now. I'm in bed and just want to sleep."

"No you don't want to sleep. You've been lying there in bed pretending to read for the last fifteen minutes!"

"I'm not pretending."

"You haven't changed the page since you started."

"Ok fine, I'm not sleepy. But I don't want to go anywhere either."

"Well, I'm not the one saying don't go now. Don't blame me later."

"You were the one saying 'No, Ana, don't get on that table' just a half-hour ago! Don't pretend to be all Mister I-am-ok-with-anything-Percy now!"

"The 'table' you're referring to was in the middle of the 'Pleasure Pit' gaming floor and you wanted to dance on it. If you really want to dance, we can go the Gilley's or something where they have a proper dance floor instead of on gaming-tables."

"BUT THERE WAS ALREADY A GIRL DANCING ON THE TABLE!"

"THAT WAS A STRIPPER."

"But that's the point - I wanted to strip too!"

~silence~

"You mean strip-strip?"

"That girl was in her bra and knickers, she wasn't topless or anything. I didn't mean to go any further than that."

"So...you mean...you...meant to..."

"Yes. Why, don't you think I have the body to pull it off?"

"Oh dear lord, no, you would pull it off all right."

"Well, what's the use now. Switch off the light."

~silence~

"Umm, Ana, do you remember where I parked the car?"

"B41."

"Come on, we're going back there."

"Really? Yay yay yay!"

"Now that's the smile I like to see. Come on, come on let's get a move on."

~Later~

"Err, Ana, you knew I'd end up agreeing to go to the casino again, didn't you?"

"No, how would I know that?"

"You were wearing the - uhm - stripper clothes under your dress all the time."

"That's a regular push-up bra. Go to sleep, Percy."

"Aren't you coming, Ana?"

"I'm just going to practise my stripper moves for a bit so I can do it better tomorrow. Don't let me keep you awake."

"Not so soon, missy, it seems I have much to see before I sleep."

"And if you say the right words, I'll do you much before you sleep."

"With due apologies to Robert Frost."

"Who?"

"Never mind."

"Well, turn up the music. Let me do this right."

"But it's 3 A.M."

"What's your point?"

"I suppose what happens in Vegas..."

"Or in Room number 484..."

"Or on the bed in Room 484..."

"Are you going to go on like this forever or actually going to move on and do something?"

"I'm done talking."

"Good."

"Except for one thing..."

"..."

"Viva Las Vegas!"