"They certainly are," agrees Jenn, "and I draw it." "I know you do," Weird Tarot Lady agrees, although there's no way she does. "Yeah. It's been interesting. It's a learning process." "It is," Tarot lady sagely nods. "I'm a work in progress right here," Jenn says, referring not to her plastic surgery, I think. "You are a work in progress, my darling. Choose and make good decisions for yourself." This old lady is like the Aslan of Vegas. "I get it, I just have to apply it," and maybe you could start with making just one good decision for yourself. That's all I'd ask for, to start with. Our last interview with Jenn tells us all she's learned, and it's not a hell of a lot: "I guess there's a very fine line that you can walk, in between [sic] being an escort, and Arm Candy. It's too easy to go the other way though [due to my lack of will, so strong that I can't even hold onto a melody when someone else is singing], so I'm just trying to stay away from it. Vegas is Sin City. And that's not for me." She walks out of the Nugget, out of Vegas, out of Nevada, and back to Portland Oregon, where all the truly healthy people live.
Unfair postscript after that little "coming of age" moment with the Tarot Angel: "Is this the long goodbye?" whines Tim as we bid our adieus to R.I.C.O. and S.U.A.V.E. "I don't want you to leave." Me neither! These are the only cool guests so far! (Besides Jason, who shows a lot of potential once he gets over that whole Rohypnol vibe.) "We got them down here, they had a great time, and they actually did lose some money," Tim hilariously tells us in interview. "Little by little -- it's going to take a lot of work -- but we're going to get the high rollers down here, to experience the true vintage [DRINK!] Vegas kind of experience that we're really trying to provide here." The old-school Caddy takes them back to the airport, and I blow them a kiss, because you can't catch anything from them, if it's just air kisses.