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♪♪

You the man.

Look, people. Now I know
you're all dying to try...

Gunther's fabulous new
lobster truffle dumplings...

but if you don't have a
reservation, you're not getting in.

Come on. Okay?

Delinda Deline? Yes.

Hi. It's Seth.

Your third cousin, twice
removed, on our mothers' side?

I wrote you I was coming. Yes, Seth.

I just didn't think you actually would.

We take our rumspringa very serious.

Rum what? Rumspringa.

It's an Amish custom.

We experience the outside world before
committing to the traditional way of life.

I've been raising rabbits and cutting
wood and building barns for years.

Now, I'm ready to splurge.

Oh, God!

That's great, Seth, but don't you
think you might want to do your whole...

rum-a-spring-a-thing a someplace else?

I mean, Vegas is a pretty tough
town for someone who hasn't really...

experienced the outside world.

Aren't you a pretty little thing.

I'm just so excited
you finally agreed to come.

You guys are legendary in Monte Carlo.

So, your bank in Zurich has
cleared a $10 million line of credit...

and that's extendable, of course.

Just name your game
and we'll get you started.

Well, you don't travel light, do you?

These curtains, they
absolutely shut out the light?

Absolutely.

We like to stay in bed late.

So do I.

I'm Estefan. I'm Sam.

A pleasure.

Yeah, what's up? What?

What do you mean,
the south escalator's frozen?

Yeah. I'm on my way.

Oh, no.

Sorry. Gyrostabilizers
must have become unstable.

That's quite all right.
Just enjoy the convention.

What?

Mitch, shut down Gilbert the
Geek's peep show, would you?

Do it now.

I knew these guys were
going to be a pain in the ass.

What the... Why am I looking at me?

♪♪

Just popped up on
a monitor a little bit ago.

Maybe it's a glitch.

Maybe somebody's watching us
from our own system.

Daddy. Don't you ever knock?

You think I would after walking in
on you and mom so many times.

And who might this young fellow be?

Seth, my third cousin, twice removed.

Wild guess, the Amish cousin.

Your mother's family is full of surprises.

How you doing there, big fella?

It's nice to meet you, sir.

That's a heck of a grip you got there.

Okay.

Listen, Daddy. I'd like Security to
watch Cousin Seth around the clock.

Why?

I mean, just look at him, Daddy.

He's a big innocent kid
who's never been off the farm.

Vegas'll fix that.

I mean, he doesn't look like
he needs any help.

Come on. You gotta excuse us.

Say, there, Seth.

Well, it was nice to meet you.
Yeah. Listen, I tell you what.

We're gonna comp your room,
some show tickets, but not the buffet.

We won't comp that. You'll break us.

So you guys have a good time.

Okay.

We have a Brunson Alert. It's up on P9.

Oh, God. Just what I needed.

I gotta go take care of this.
Hey, do me a favor.

Run a detailed background check on
all these exhibitors at the convention.

Okay. All right. Check you later.

♪♪

Did anybody see you? No.

Are you sure?

Are you questioning
my clandestine ability?

I didn't think so.

It's a text message from Ed.

He always had impeccable timing.

He wants us back at the Montecito.

Sorry, mate.

We can be a little late
for work. Don't you...

How can you just turn it off like that?

What...

Now I know why they call her
the Ice Queen.

Hey! Who's the lucky guy?

What?

That's a hot outfit. You must
have a date. There's no date.

Then why are you
getting so defensive? I'm...

Nessa.

He's been casing the pit for over an hour.

Danny, there's a suspicious
character circling Pit 47.

Give me facial recognition
on this guy. You got it.

Are you wearing perfume? What? No.

Vic Kenner, a.k.a. Vid Kid, a security
tech with a rap sheet as long as your arm.

Wait a second. I know this guy.

I busted him, like, six months
ago in a maintenance uniform...

tampering with surveillance cameras.

This could be our answer.

What answer? Nothing.

Is there something
going on I should know?

You mean, other than the fact
that you're wearing lady's perfume?

Yeah. We got a possible
suspect in a baseball cap...

and dark sunglasses, circling Pit 47.

All right. Talk to me.

All right. Take him down.

Hey! Mr. Brunson.

Hey! This is fake!

What the hell! Look at this. What is this?

It's good to see you.

Mr. Brunson believes it's good to see
you, too, Mr. McCoy, despite your entrance.

Danny, this is Jason Decker.

Ed and I have been showing him
around the Montecito.

Pleasure to meet you.

As you can see...

Mr. Decker is an outside consultant.

He's evaluating the Montecito
operations for possible sale.

On Mr. Brunson's behalf, of course.

Excellent dumplings.
My compliments to the chef.

Make a note to pass along
Jason's compliments to Gunther.

So the rumors are true? You
plan on selling the Montecito.

Mr. Brunson can't comment
on that. Nothing personal.

Actually, Gavin, it is. It is pretty personal.

You've got a bunch of people
around here, they're kind of waiting...

and wondering
if they're gonna have a job.

To tell you the truth, my team and I, we're
not very good at waiting and wondering.

I'm sure Jason will take that into
consideration. Won't you, Jason?

I take everything into consideration.

Mr. Brunson, you have dinner
with Steve Wynn.

We best get going. Yeah.

Steve's anxious
to show off his new place.

All right. Well, it's good.

I just think I'm gonna wander
around a bit. Make myself at home.

Okay, it was nice to meet you. Okay.

My Euro-whales need a private baccarat
table every night from sunset to sunrise.

I need everything to be perfect.

So, will you be croupier? Absolutely not.

That's a nice aftershave. Nice outfit.

Whatever you want. I'll do it.
Fine. Yeah, that's what I thought.

My whales,
they have a few superstitions.

Like what?

Well, one of them likes...

The cross that she's wearing,
she will take it off, yes?

Of course. Good.

Now we discuss the menu.

Hey, Mar. Hey.

I need your help. I have a
situation. What situation?

Who is he? My cousin, Seth.

He's here for his rum-a-spring-a-thing a.

He wants to experience Vegas...

but something tells me
he's not quite ready yet.

Would that something be
his haircut or his clothes...

or his big dumb-ass grin?

Hello!

Are you thinking what I'm thinking?

Dee...

I don't think anyone is ever
thinking what you're thinking.

Wow. I'll say.

Vegas may eat him alive,
but at least he'll look good.

I wouldn't mind taking
a nibble. Me, neither.

Hey, if you're looking for a
volunteer to show him the sights...

the convention's over for the night.

Yeah, and I can rearrange my schedule.

If anybody is going to
show him this town, it's me.

Before you show him the town,
you might want to make sure...

he's not showing it something.

Apparently the Amish aren't
allowed zippers or buttons.

It's a modesty thing.

Are you wearing Mike's aftershave?

Excuse me, sir, please remove any
metallic objects from your pockets...

and come with me. Is that me?

A little light reading? We live
in a paperless society you know.

Just something Ed wants me to look into.

What's going on? Nothing.

Then why is Jason Decker here?

He evaluates properties
for hostile takeovers.

It's not hostile. He's just evaluating
our operations for Brunson.

That's all.

So the rumors about Brunson
selling the Montecito are true?

He wouldn't comment, but I do know
that Sam's husband's looking into it.

Casey Manning really wants
to buy the Montecito?

That's the word.

It is you. Hold on.

What are you...

See, this is what we surveillance
professionals refer to as a bug.

That was on me?

There's some kind
of oil on the microchip.

The circuitry's very sophisticated.

These letters are
Cyrillic, I believe. Russian.

Any idea who could have got
close enough to pin this bug on you?

I don't know. It could have been anyone.

I was in the convention center all day.

Whoever it was got close
enough to plant one on you.

You got tagged, Mr. D.

Detection alarms didn't go off because
you entered through your private entrance.

Or somebody got you in here.

The only person that was
in here was Delinda's cousin.

Yeah, but...

So, I swept your office
and the surveillance room.

Both are clean. Sorry.

Yeah, his name is Seth, honey.
He says he's a cousin of yours.

Jillian, if I remembered meeting
him at your aunt's funeral...

I wouldn't have asked.

Right. Well, thank you. All right, honey.

You know, the Amish are very,
very frugal people.

Maybe you should, spend some
more time with your relatives.

Maybe I should leave.

Honey, no, you're absolutely right.

You're right, it was
completely uncalled for.

Yeah, I'll see you later.

Do you know how
I've stayed married so long?

See, every single conversation
that I have, every single one...

and no matter what the subject is,
approximately every three to four minutes...

I say, "Yes, dear, you're right."

I will certainly remember that, sir.

Don't be a wise ass.

Anyway, so this Seth...

it's definitely his first trip
away from the homestead.

And where he comes from a
zipper's considered high tech...

so I don't think he's remotely
even a possibility.

I also checked the surveillance
footage of you and Danny last 24 hours.

I estimate 2,000 people came
within arm's length.

Obviously, it'll take a while
to check them all.

So, we have to narrow our focus. Yes.

And we do have a convention of security
and surveillance experts in the house.

That's why I have Danny running a
background check on all these exhibitors.

Right? What do you got? I'd
call him a person of interest.

Hank Davis, formerly Hans
Dietrich, Stasi operative.

East German secret police.

Very interesting.

This guy, definitely, would know how
to quietly plant a bug on somebody.

Why don't you pick him up? All right.

And, boys, quietly.

It'll be tough if he's wearing that shirt.

What does that mean?

Banco.

This is everything,
just the way you ordered it.

Thank you.

What's wrong?

Is everything okay? Is there
something I can get you?

Can I get you something?
Where'd he go? What's...

You were specifically
instructed, no garlic.

Yes. I was very clear
with the chef about that...

and I forgot about the garlic in the olives.

It's really not a big deal.
I can get him another drink.

I'm afraid it is, as you say, "a big deal."

We go now. No.

There's no reason to go now.
Darky, there's no reason to go.

I think if we talked about this
for a while, I can get you anything.

I can get you...

Okay, these people...
Playing from sunset to sunrise.

No crosses on the dealers.
Now the garlic olives.

Doesn't this strike you as
a little bit odd? You think?

They also covered
the mirrors in their suite.

They're eccentric.

They're vampires.

I have never had so much fun
in my entire life!

Dee, it was awesome!
Do we have to call it a night?

Seth, Rome wasn't burned in a
day. Vegas'll be there in the morning.

Now go upstairs and get some rest.
I'll meet you for breakfast tomorrow.

Okay. Good night.

Ghost Bar, here I come.

Forgive me, but I had to apologize.

How'd you get in here?

I have my ways.

No. Back up the track, Euro-boy.
There's no coming into my suite uninvited.

I don't even know you.

To truly know another
can take an eternity.

Whatever. Bye-bye.

Floating. Okay. All right.
We'll see you back at the tables.

Have a seat, Hans. My name is Hank.

Yeah, whatever.

Sure, Hank, Hans.

It doesn't matter.

We know Stasi when we smell it.

Now, you care to tell me
why you bugged my associate?

I didn't bug anybody.
I'm a respectable businessman.

I sell nanny cams. I'm a NASCAR dad.

I know my rights.

I've done nothing wrong in your
casino. You have no reason to hold me.

I'm afraid he's right, boys. Let him go.

Let him go? We have
nothing to hold him on.

Sir, I'm very sorry
about the misunderstanding...

and I hope there's no hard feelings.

Ed, what's going on?

Yeah, I know these guys.

You could sweat him forever
and they'll never say anything.

A little torture might help.
But you told us to bring him in.

Hi. I'd like to speak to Estefan.

By the way, the private
baccarat table, still waiting.

I'm sorry, but he has retired for
the evening. Everyone has retired.

Okay, here's the deal.
This is a high-roller suite.

Now, I'm not sure if
you're familiar with that...

but this is what we offer to
our clients when they play big.

So far you all have played
one hand at a private table...

that I've been holding all night long.

Define big. A least $100,000 a day.

$100,000 on lucky 13.

Twenty, black.

I trust that will take care
of things for today.

Keep breathing.

You okay, buddy? I'm great, man.

Yeah, I know, it's a
little tight in here. It's fine.

You feel like the walls
are closing in on you?

No. I'm great. Yeah.

Thank God I'm not
claustrophobic. You're funny.

You know, we've been at this
for almost an hour now.

You sure you figured it right?

There's only so many places
the control circuits merge.

We search those and we can
find out where they spliced in.

Yeah.

So how long you and Nessa
been doing the big nasty?

What are you talking
about? The perfume? Yeah.

No, I mean, that belongs to a girl
I've been dating out of Henderson.

Name's Rachel. Great girl.
Optometrist. And...

Give it up. You are the worst liar.

All right. Listen, you can't tell
anybody this, Danny. Nobody knows.

So I'm guessing you and Mike have been
seeing each other since Valentine's Day?

Please, Mary, you can't tell anyone.

It just sort of happened.

And? And what?

I want details.

And we were finally going to do it.

Tonight? Yeah.

Actually, though, I'm glad
Ed called us in because...

I don't know if I'm ready
to take it to the next step.

And, you know, I'm all ready for
a wham-bam, thank you ma'am.

Do you know what I mean? Yeah.

It's not always about sex, you know,
Danny. Dude, you sound like a girl.

There's nothing wrong with a man
who likes to cuddle now and then.

Stop. You're embarrassing yourself.

Well, lookee here.

What is it?

Power down the monitors.

Yeah? Danny, stop
whatever the hell you're doing.

Stop. Put it back.

♪♪

Mary, have you seen Seth? I've
been looking for him all morning.

Is that the Seth you're looking for?

What are you doing?

It's called a body shot.
I especially enjoy the lime.

You want to try one?

You were supposed to meet me
for breakfast three hours ago.

Sorry, Delinda, but I don't have a watch.

You know, Amish. Very funny, Seth.

I was really worried about you.

Housekeeping told me
your bed wasn't slept in.

Sorry, Delinda, but Vegas is
just too darn exciting to sleep.

I went back to that Ghost
place you took me to.

Ghost Bar? Right.

And that's where
I met these lovely ladies.

We partied till dawn, and then I
took them back here for a swim.

Go change, now!

I've created a monster. Lighten up, Dee.

I seem to recall a certain young
lady doing exactly the same thing...

with the entire UNLV football team.

That's different. Oh, yeah? How?

They just beat USC.

Seth, your fly is open! Oh, my God!

What happened?

Oh, my God!

Put this on!

I need my car out front
right away. Okay, come on.

Did he just catch his...

They got to have an inside man...

because there is no way they
could have pulled this off without one.

They know our every move.

What about the knackwurst, Hans?

When he's not on the convention
floor, he's been up in his room.

Here, look.

How often does he go back and forth?

I don't know, about every hour.

Housekeeping! Get out!
We told you, no maids.

Sorry, sir. Out!

Sorry.

What do you want?

Easy now.

We're compromised.
Abort! Repeat, abort!

Sit.

So, come on. Tell me.
Who are you working for?

If I knew, I'd tell you, I swear.

Ed! Come on.

Remember what happened last time?

Remember that mess?
We had to repaint.

And that smell hung around for weeks.
Just thinking about that makes me gag.

- Now, come on.
- Okay.

Vic Kenner, a.k.a. Vid Kid...

this'll be your third
strike, won't it, Vic? Uh-oh.

I'm thinking they're gonna
love him in Nevada State.

Can you say "prison bitch?"
Go ahead, try it.

Prison bitch.

You know, your friends
rolled over on you.

So, you should be expecting 1,000 pound
crap hammer to be falling on your head.

They didn't tell you anything. Right.

You know how easy it is to pull
a tongue out with a pair of pliers?

If you don't talk, I'm gonna pull yours out.

We were hired by untraceable
e-mails and paid in Swiss accounts.

We get encrypted instructions
on a need-to-know basis.

Whoever is running this
is being very careful.

I'll check the e-mails and
encryption, see what I can find out.

Hi.

I need to speak to Estefan.
I'm sorry, he's asleep.

Right, sunlight and all of that.

No one is to disturb him until sunset.

Yeah, I got it. No sunlight. No
garlic. No crosses. No mirrors.

Now, the floating thing.

I've never seen that before.
Is he a magician?

You know, the $100,000
last night, that was amazing.

But today's another day. Very well.

I will go down to the tables in
five minutes. Well, I think that's a...

I will be getting in that room.

Hey. Hey. Listen. We need to talk.

Here?

Yeah, listen, as much fun as I've
had, this isn't gonna work for me.

What? I just...

I don't think that you can
handle being a booty buddy.

Booty buddy? Yeah, you
know, friends who sometimes...

I can't talk about this right now.

Sorry about your car.

What's a little vomit among family?

Tequila sure hits you hard
when you skip breakfast.

Here, I got you something.

Cool. Thanks.

What is it? It's a PDA cell
phone and digital assistant.

It even has global positioning.
Now we can call each other anytime.

I put my number on speed dial.
I get it. This is my cowbell.

Don't take this the wrong way,
Seth, but you're kind of a bumpkin.

I still don't understand
why we're going up here.

I really don't understand
why you need me.

We're going because I hear there's some
strange things going on in their suite.

How long have you worked here?

I'm not talking about
normal Vegas weirdness.

Like when we had to fill up
a bathtub with peeled grapes.

Remember the mink-lined milk bottles?

Remember that guy who wanted
us to have a showgirl...

go up to his room and use
the toilet and... That was weird.

Yeah. That was weird. Not flush?

Yeah.

Anyway, someone told me that these
David BlainelBela Lugosi wannabes...

are into some sort of satanic crap.

What does that mean? Like,
sacrificing small animals?

Or maybe even, like, human
sacrifice. I don't care about that.

But if they're chopping up puppies,
they're out, millions or no millions.

And why do you need me?

Why are you so covered up?

This? This is covered up? Yeah!
Compared to what you always wear?

When you're right, you're right.

Can we put, like, a thing... Oh, come on.

Just a little.

What's happening to you?

I said "trashy."
This is the best you could do?

Sorry. They cancelled
my whores-are-us-card.

What's the big deal about
getting inside this room?

You know, when you gots
to know, you gots to know.

You should know that housekeeping's
too freaked to go anywhere near them.

Everyone thinks they're
vampires. Yeah. I know.

Are you sure this is going to work?

Your breasts can get in anywhere.

It's the getting out that worries me.

Ladies.

I'm with her.

♪♪

Going in. Watch my back.

Who's going to watch my back?

So where's our boy Seth?
Out experiencing Vegas.

He's been to every casino in town.

Even jumped on stage at the MGM to teach
the show girls how to clog dance and yodel.

What? Have you been
getting complaints?

No. No complaints. Everyone loves him.

They're thinking of making him mayor.

He's getting invited places
even I haven't been.

So what's the problem? I
gave him a PDA to stay in touch.

Now he calls me every five minutes.

Hello, Seth.

Wait, where are you?

- A backroom poker game?
- It's wild.

There's, like, $100,000 on the table.

And hookers with breasts
bigger than watermelons.

Seth, where are you? I
gotta go. I'll call you soon.

Seth.

What's up, boss?

Listen, I've been sitting here.

Now, I remembered, when
we were in that holding room...

and I asked you for something to
write on. Decker's business card.

Right, and it had some kind
of oily crap in the corner.

The bugs we pulled off of you
and Danny had oil on them, too.

That is correct.

So, you think the two oils are
the same? Well, let's find out.

Comparing the chemical composition
of various oils is no easy task.

There's viscosity, the source,
vegetable, mineral, animal...

Can you do it? Ed, you're
talking to Mike Cannon.

Of course I can do it. Do it.

If it is the same oil, then
the arrows point to Decker.

But why would he want to spy
on us? We work for the same guy.

It doesn't make any sense. No.
It doesn't make any sense, yet.

If it is him, you'd think
a guy with a $2,000 suit...

would have washed his hands
once in a while.

Let's just analyze
his hygiene habits later.

Would you please just find
out if he's our guy?

We're on it.

Right. Okay.

Lame Goth sex parties. So disappointing.

They're so pale.

Great party. Get your clothes
on, and get the hell out.

On the left, the oil from the bugs.

On the right, the oil I lifted
from Decker's business card.

Note the similarities
in chemical composition.

Similar? They're exactly
the same. Exactly the same.

But the oil isn't motor oil or machine oil.

In fact, it's not
a petroleum derivative at all.

It's olive oil. Lobster
truffle olive oil, to be exact.

And Decker was eating a plate
of Gunther's lobster dumplings...

when he handed me that
business card the other day.

What do you got?

Decker is who he says he is,
a valuation consultant.

But he still has ties to his
old employer, Signa Corps.

The real estate investment trust.

It just so happens, about six months
ago, Signa Corps started aggressively...

acquiring gaming properties
in Atlantic City and Las Vegas.

That would make the Montecito
a nice addition to their portfolio.

He's double-dipping.
So we know it's Decker.

Then why all the undercover stuff?
The bugs, Vid-Kid, Hans Dietrich?

Probably just doesn't want
Brunson knowing what he's up to.

What is he up to? He's
creating a security lapse, Mike.

Trying to make the Montecito
look like it has problems.

No. It's a lot worse.

He's trying to make us look real stupid.

Sam. Have you seen Seth?
I'm really worried about him.

Delinda, he's an adult.

He shows up this sweet,
unspoiled country boy...

and now I've turned him
into some sort of... American?

Oh, God. Yeah.

Listen, there's this thing, I'm
not sure if you've heard of it or not.

It's called personal responsibility.

Yeah, but he's overdoing it.
And it's all my fault.

Good. Everyone overdoes it.
That's why we're here.

Yeah, but he's picking up slutty
girls. That's excellent, actually.

He wears the Boy George hats,
but he's not gay.

And he's drinking like a fish.
Helps kill the slutty-girl germs.

At least he's not gambling. I set
him up at a backroom poker game.

You did what?

He'll have something to
tell his 37 grandchildren.

Sam!

It appears you proved your point, Jason.

I never thought anyone could
beat Ed Deline at his own game.

Well, no one's infallible,
not even Ed Deline.

You're just lucky I found the flaw
and not some prospective buyer.

Someone's trying to access
the holding vault.

Really? Who? The system says it's you.

Hey!

Hey, Gavin.

Come to visit your money?
I gotta tell you something.

Boy, that damn Gunther.
He makes a hell of a dumpling.

Hell of a dumpling. It's damn good.

The problem is, it does get awful
messy. You know what I'm saying, Decker?

What are you saying?

Well, I'm saying, it's real
messy, kind of like your work.

See...

you left some of that dipping
sauce on your business card.

And on the bug you planted on Danny.

I told you they're good. Touché, Ed.

But you got to admit, I had you.

Okay. I admit you had me. I guess.

But, I'll tell you, more
importantly, I know I got you.

What are you talking about?
Just correct me if I'm wrong.

You do have a personal service contract
with Mr. Brunson, here, do you not?

I do.

But, over here, you're
working for Signa Corps...

in their unsolicited bid
to buy the Montecito.

Well, sneaky, here, he's not only
getting money from both ends...

he's trying to devalue the Montecito
so he can manipulate the sale price.

And once word leaks out that
we have a problem with security...

the stock price adjusts
downward, accordingly.

And Signa Corps would swoop in.

Old Decker, here, was standing
to make about $100 million.

Is this true, Jason?

You're a Vegas dinosaur, Deline.

Take that smile off your face, weasel...

and you thank God that I'm not...

because if I was, I'd chop your
ass up in so many little pieces.

Then I'd take that garbage out to the
desert and put it in a big old ant hill.

That's the way they used to deal with
scum like you who tried to burn this town.

Get him out of here.
Get him out of my face.

Let's go.

♪♪

Hey, Delinda, wait up. Seth, you're okay.

Of course. I was going crazy.

I didn't hear from you, and you
weren't answering your phone.

I know. I'm sorry, I just got
wrapped up in the poker game.

I've never seen anyone
bet that much money before.

Hey, what happened
to your new clothes?

I gave them to a guy living on the
streets. I don't need them anymore.

I'm going home. But you
were only here for a few days.

I thought you wanted to experience life.

Well, like Sarah says,
that's the beauty of Vegas.

You can experience a
lifetime in 48 hours. That's true.

Who is Sarah? My fiancée.

Do I know her?
You sort of met at the pool.

Body shot girl!

She was here for her
rumspringa, too. Small world.

We've got a bus to catch, so...

I won't need this anymore.

I'll miss you.

Bye! Bye.

You guys ever wonder what
the simple life would be like?

No. Me, either.

Nessa, can I talk to you?

You can't still be upset with my decision.

What decision?

You're just going to have
to get over me, mate.

Over you? Come one. What's going on?

Come on.

Apparently nothing, because
I'm not willing to be a booty buddy.

Booty buddy?
I thought it was booty bunny.

No, you're the booty bunny, sweetie.

Bunnies are cute. Yes, they are.

Let's give them a little
space. Thank you, Mary.

No. Come on. Yes.

I just... I don't think
it'll work. We're friends.

Danny and Mary are friends
and look, that is a bad example.

Yeah, and this was your idea.

Yes, but...

You really want to go down this path?

Nessa, I like you. You like
me. We have fun together.

So, Gavin, yes or no?
Are you selling it or not?

That's privileged information.

But if I do sell, I'd recommend you
and your staff to the new owners.

Ed, any potential buyer knows you're
one of the Montecito's biggest assets.

Appreciate it.

That said, if I do sell...

it's completely out of my hands
whether they keep you or not.

We'll hopefully be here,
or until next time.

Until that time.