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[Joyce Carrington]

*009 grins, looking towards the roulette table*

[Bryce (003)]

*Having lost the 17 and 25, Bryce is rewarded 1 to 1, 3 to 1, and 3 to 1 - up 250. Makes a quick glance at 004, nods, returns to game. Bets 13-24 (100), odd (50), red (100).*

*Notices 009 as she pauses at the table*

003: *winks to 009* It's all in the wrist.

*wheel spins and - as it does - 003 takes a look about the casino for anything out of the ordinary*

[Genrewriter]

008 surveys the room as his cards are dealt, taking note of every single detail and commtting it to memory.

-Alright, GM?-

[Joyce Carrington]

009 holds one waiter.

009: Uh...

She looks around.

009: Blended Scotch. Ssshh... don't tell anyone.

[Matt O'S oo4]

008 is about four table away from Bryce who had about four onlookers. He can see 009 watching the game with a smile and to his left stands 004 at a discreet distance. 004 looks over at 008 and nods slightly.

003 is looking about, but it does not looke as though he is scoping out the room, but rather, trying to get more supporters for his game.

At this time all seems normal.

It is 18:34.

There is a "cryer" at the door wno is now verbally announcing VIPs and dignataries as they make their entrance.

One of the men at the cahsier picks up a mental box and head down a hallway, past a guard and around a corner out of sight.

004 moves off in a different direction, toward the buffet tables.

002 and Monneypenney are not in view at the moment.

[Xenobia]

002 had been in the ladies room where she was taking note of the gowns and jewlery -- and what only looked like jewelery.

002 is now directly opposite 004, when 004, 003, 008 and 009, emerge from the casino. She is looking toward the door expecting the dignitaries.

-- Xenobia

[Bryce (003)]

*Bryce collects winnings and tips the table with 200 pounds*

Thanks for the sterling service.

*takes note of the hallway the man with cash box went and moves up to greet the arrivals.*

[Genrewriter]

008 follows 003.

[Joyce Carrington]

009, nursing her blended Scotch, nods at 003 and makes her way over to the Queen, to take a closer look at security there.

[Bryce (003)]

*Bryce casually steps into the greeting line. Within a few moments he is standing before Her Majesty. He performs a flawless traditional bow and greet taking the Queen's hand.*

003: Proud to be on your secret service. Jonathan Bryce - MI6. *smiles as he straightens from bow*

[Athena007]

Moneypenny watches the 00's as they move around the room, her eyes keep drifting back to 007. She finishes her Cosmo and sets it down on a tray carried by a passing by waiter...

*perception?*

[Genrewriter]

008 greets the queen formally.

008: A pleasure, your majesty. Jason Smythe, MI6.

[Matt O'S oo4]

Many of the MI6 staff are lining up to greet a wide number of VIP's.

M is one of the first followed by everal other senior staff.

002, 009 and 003 along with 008 have joined the line at various points and are shaking hands and turning on the charm.

While this is going on, Monnepenny just notices 004 casually walks away down a corridor, out of sight. Everyone else is too occupited and are focusing soley on being polite and gracious to the incoming VIP's.

[Joyce Carrington]

009 moves in as well.

009: Joyce Carrington, MI6. It's an honour.

[Bryce (003)]

*Bryce heads back towards bar looking about. Now notices 004 is nowhere to be seen.*

Via Sub-vocal: Matt, where did you get to? *glances about, sees 009*

C'mon, not like you to leave your lady standing about. She's drinking the blended stuff too.

[Matt O'S oo4]

Originally posted by Genrewriter
008 greets the queen formally.

008:  A pleasure, your majesty.  Jason Smythe, MI6.

The lady looks at 008 with a smirk and a laugh. Her eyes pop out of her head. Her voice is screecthy and loud.

YOUR MAJESTY???...on my NO, dear boy. I'm from Brooklyn.
The Qyeen isn't due to arrive for qutie a while.

Silly boy.....*ah, these MI6 people....just can't handle the hooch like they used to.....

[Genrewriter]

008 smiles tightly and looks away. He notices the waiter from before and glares darkly at him before being poked in the ribs by 002 as more VIP's enter.

[Matt O'S oo4]

Sub Voval Transmission so that ANY 00 wiht thier unit in the on position can hear.

"No problem. Just going on a little sight seeing tour. Back in a moment. I'll start humming O'Britannia if I need you.

Oh and, I KNOW she is....*a little louder* Double-Oh-Nine.

Pip pip.

[Bryce (003)]

*smiling* sounds like he's got your number Joyce.

[Joyce Carrington]

009 chokes on the blended Scotch.

Oops...

[Bryce (003)]

*Deciding for the worse, 003 discreetly vanishes with great stealth down the hallway 004 went. Listening.*

Just an instinct...

[Matt O'S oo4]

Over your sub vocal you hear a toilet flush.

GM

[Xenobia]

As stealth as he is, 002 knows that 003 is following 004.

That's how John and Matt are.

*into her ear piece*

002: Since I'm stuck up here, why don't one of you boys give me a tour of the art in this place.

-- Xenobia

[Matt O'S oo4]

004 exits the mens' room and retuns to the hall. 003 is nearby, tapping his foot and shaking his head.

VIP continure to arrive (and a bit early for many of them) in sporattic waves of two and then three and so on.

As the alcohol is flowing a bit more freely, the dance floor is becoming more and more occupied. The casino is becoming more active and a bit more laughter is rising and falling about the room as guests are becoming more and more comfortable with the surrounding.

The party is beginning to roll.

It is 19:02 PM

GM

What are each of you doing / like to do?

[Joyce Carrington]

009, noticing that 004 has returned, quickly turns to one of the guests and hands him a bottle of blended Scotch.

009: I'll give you twenty quid if you hang on to this for a while.

Guest: SURE!

*009 gives him a look*

009: Don't drink it.

[Matt O'S oo4]

In 009's ear she can hear 004.

My love, if you don't want me to hear your conversation, you need to turn off you sub-vocal ear piece. And by the way....you can buy 3 bottles of decent blended scotch for less than 20 quid.

Matt can be seen across the room, waving at 009: Don't forget, I Luuuuuv yooou!

[Joyce Carrington]

*009 waves back nervously*

To herself: DAMN! Always forgetting that sub-vocal unit!

*notices 004 looking at her*

And you heard that as well!

Sigh.

[Matt O'S oo4]

Of course.

And the least you can do....is offer me some.

If your going down via blended scotch...I can't let you go alone.

Care to join me at the blackjack table?

[Bryce (003)]

*Bryce moves through the crowd when a figure catches his eye. Sir Miles, decked out in his RN Admiral formals, stands talking to Bill Tanner. Bryce moves in their direction*

[Genrewriter]

008 walks out of the casino, past the black jack tables. He smiles at his dealer.

008: Better luck next time, I guess.

He heads for 002.