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Caritas, Wednesday evening

Jaina still wasn't exactly sure why she had this job, except it got the owner to shut up. And upon finding out there was going to be a wedding reception here (and hey, didn't she meet Deadpool? she had no idea he was married), she really wasn't happy. Regardless, she set up the best she could, considering she'd never seen what a party here was supposed to look like.

She was trying to think of it in terms like "If this doesn't turn me to the dark side, I'm doing pretty good."

[Up omg early for party.]

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Roy raised an eyebrow at the decorations in the lounge. He hadn't been to Caritas yet, but he was pretty sure this wasn't the usual decor. He was also wondering if he really wanted to risk getting involved in a prank war with Aly.

Shaking his head in amusement, he found a not too decorated table to drink from his whiskey and observe revenge in action.

Mary smiled and waved when she spotted the sheriff. Her enthusiasm for weddings managed to overcome her fear of getting arrested.

Roy grinned and inclined his head at her. "Good day, Mary," he greeted. "You look well."

Mary wasn't sure if he was commenting on one of her signature dresses (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v325/thena8572/vegas/That_Dress.jpg) or the fact that she had actually gotten some sleep for the first time since arriving in town. Either way, she smiled back. "Thanks," she said. "I'm feeling totally at home here," she added, waving at the over-the-top decorations.

"This is common in Las Vegas?" he asked, amused. It seemed to fit with what she'd told him so far.

"They take 'excess' to new levels in Vegas," replied Mary with a grin.

"Ah. I must admit that I'm not really used to it. I tend to like things in moderation," he said and paused.

"And I am being rude," he said, getting up to his feet and pulling a chair back. "Would you like a seat?" Yeah, he was overdoing it now.

"Thank you," said Mary as she gracefully sat down. "You can get used to the excessiveness after a while. I grew up with it in Las Vegas and it seems so normal to me. Gunther and I are trying to do some redecorating in the hotel and I have to be careful not to go overboard."

Roy grinned and sat back down. "Perhaps you should ask Aly if she wants to help out," he suggested.

"I'll see if I can get any tips from her," replied Mary.

Her tone changed to a more serious one. "I am glad that I caught you here today. I had some concerns about security at the hotel. I know you haven't been sheriff that long yet, but I was wondering if you'd heard about anything unusual happening there before."

He immediately turned more serious at the question. "Unusual how?" he asked, trying to remember the files he'd read that involved the hotel. "I know there's been a couple of fights over there, but no one ever got arrested for it."

"Maybe I'm just being paranoid since casino security in Las Vegas is pretty excessive like everything else," began Mary. "Still, I'm worried that people might be able to get in and out of the hotel without my staff noticing. There were some students who were able to 'borrow' some pillows from empty guest rooms for a scavenger hunt, not to mention some other odd occurrences in my suite."

Roy frowned a little. "I could have a look around," he offered. "It's not exactly my expertise but..."

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