Chimene doesnt want to get drunk tonight because she knows shell want to gamble if she does. Amanda: Thats a great idea, Chimene. I couldnt have thought of a better idea myself. Im not getting drunk tonight. Thats nice. Heh. Sure you wont. Wink-wink, nudge-nudge.
Suttons teaching the boys to play poker. Aw. No campfire? Oh, yeah, theyre in a van.
Oh, great. Of course, they start playing Walking in Memphis on the soundtrack. Whatever.
Cory accidentally left his undies in Nashville. Dominic and Brandin are tickled pink by this, as am I. Tee hee!
SOULCRACKER has to cross the border to Mississippi to play their show at Ballys. I dont care much.
Rex wants to know what Corys system for gambling is. Im just gonna play the dollar blackjack table and get liquor. Rex: That dont sound like much of a system. El Dangeroso speaks the truth. He is a wise one. And he rocks.
Rayshele is not happy about the casino and starts to bitch and moan immediately. She says something about how this is a sabotage of wasted time. What the hell does that mean? It seems to me that if you sabotage wasted time, youre actually being pretty efficient, right? Whatever, I guess I know what she means. Kind of. Well, no, not really, but whatever. Rebecca likes the sickness factor of playing to the newlyweds and nearly-deads. Thats nice.
All the bands are showing up at the casino now, getting drinks and preparing to play. It doesnt seem like the greatest venue. FLICK goes on first, and they rock, as usual. Rex: Nobody was into us there. That bling-bling-bling, bling-bling-bling,' that hypnotic thing that just doesnt stop, you know? God! Yeah, dude. Thats gotta suck.
All of the HARLOW girls agree that they dont want to gamble their money. Smart move, I say. Rebecca: Okay, so its anonymous. Waps. I think she means "unanimous." Yeah, anonymous, no one will know who decided. Good save, Beck.