As aioqwe and SensFan retire to their own rooms, thinktank instead sneaks over to the front desk. It appears that he has some unfinished business. "So, you understand?" he whispers hurriedly to the young man behind the counter, "I want this person gone!"
There is a long silence, before the young man speaks up: "Sir, you do know that this is a McDonalds... Do you want to buy anything?"
"Hmmm... What kind of toy is in the happy meal?"
"We have Snoopy or a matchbox car"
"Dammit! I hate Snoopy!... I'll just have a burger thanks."
Sometime later, thinktank places a call to the front desk of the casino. "So, you understand?" he says between mouthfuls of food, "I want this person gone!"
"Yes Sir, I understand."
"By the way, did you want anything from McDonalds?"
"Ummm... Do they have any of those Snoopy happy meals?"
....
"Get back to work!"
On arriving back at the casino, thinktank returns to his penthouse suite. However, his journey is interrupted when a very large tiger jumps out from his closet.
"Oh, hello nice kitty! Do you want some milk?"
"RAWR!!!"
The tiger tears him to pieces, before cleaning itself for 5 hours.
thinktank, Owner of the Casino, Vigilante, Torn to pieces Night 4
Sometime later, casino security storms into one of the guest's rooms. "Mr thinktank said he don't want you round here no more!" they explain.
aioqwe looks shocked. "Surely there must be some sort of *burp* mistake?"
"Get out, or we'll hurt you real bad!"
"Ok, ok, thank you very much, I'll leave quietly. Just don't step on my blue suede shoes."
aioqwe, Elvis Impersonator, 1-shot Commuter, Kicked out of the Casino Night 4
"Hey!" one of the guards says, "The minibar is completely empty! Dammit!"
Alone in the penthouse, SensFan decides that it's time for a nap. As the first rays of dawn begin petering through the window, he slinks over to a patch of sunlight and falls asleep.
SensFan, Roy-come-tiger, Tiger GodFather and Battle Mage, Sigfried-come-tiger, Tiger RoleBlocker, win!
Coming up: Role PMs, Night choices.