The Bellagio

The Bellagio Hotel and Casino. A trap for high rolers and whales more then tourists and conventioneers. Not that the latter two weren't here and there. More room devoted to table games then machines, and far more... sophisticated displays of non gambling entertainment in shows and exhibits. High priced retailers also littering their lobbies and floors.

"You might want to be a little older for this. I plan on playing in front of a lot of people where the angels won't start anything."

"You do remember that they attacked us in the middle of a crowded airport, right?"

"Yes but none of the normals saw anything other than the lights flicker."

"That's only because I took things where I did. I don't know if I can afford to do that again."

"Yes well I need time to think and gambling will help, So just be my arm candy at the tables."

"It's not as easy as it seems, you know." She sighed and looked around. "Fine. I need some place private, and new clothes."

"We can go shopping in the stores and have it sent to my suite. You can change there." He led them over to one of more expensive shops.

The shops were set up similar to mall shops, but far more expensive for even the most basic of souvenirs. Robes going for over a hundred and fifty dollars. All the shops easily able to charge rooms rather then require cash. So much easier to get money from people when they didn't handle it themselves. Soon after their entry into the hotel his casino hostess was again by his side. "What happened Gabe? You just vanished yesterday..." Completely ignoring Almyra.

"Business...Took a little longer than I thought. I need to make sure to get some 'gifts' to smooth over ruffled feather and I will be right back to the tables. I could use the stress relief."

"Of course, anything I can get for you? Or arrange to be delivered?" She asked still not paying attention to the girl.

"No I believe that whit is bought will be delivered to my suite." Daniel smiled warmly, "I realize that this has been one of my odder visits, but all will be normal again soon." He moved off toward the store ushering hte girl before him.

The casino hostess would smile. "Of course Gabe, just call me if you need anything, anything at all."

"Of course dear." He smiled winningly. Halayin quickly ruffled through his hosts memories of what the two had done in the past.

She was a consumate professional. She made certain his wife had tickets to shows, or they both did, trips to spas, always the best suites, seats and offers. Even shopping for gifts for his wife on their anniversary trip.

"Ok what's your size in your more adult form?" He asked as they walked into the store.

"Typically a size 4, but with my bust I sometimes have to go up to a 6." She looked about, following with him. "Do all the rich guys have wives?"

"Yes apparently even this one, but this one's is well taken care of so that he can gamble." Hr made his way over the size 6's. "Find something you like."

Designer dresses, pants, and tops all for or about size 6 including accessories and more, lingerie nearby. All without prices. A sales attendant smiling at ALmyra indulgently but standing silently waiting to help Halayin's host.

"We are looking for a gift for this one's older sister. The little one knows what her sister would like and what sizes she wears." He gestures that the attendant should talk to Almyra.

"Of course sir." She would smile looking to the girl. "And what would your sister like do you think?" She asked adopting indulgent tones for the small child.

This person needed to be chained naked to a pole with no hope of escaping. "She likes red and blue... And she likes the ones that are cut up to here." She pointed high on her thigh, raising her skirt a little to do it.

"Hmm, I think we can find something like that." She said reaching to take her hand and pull her towards some racks to find a variety of red and blue designer outfits all cut scandalously high on the thigh, though not quite as high as Almyra was suggesting.

Almyra yawned, looking through the outfits. "No... no... no... no... no..." She stopped at one of them, considered it a moment, "no." After some picking and fussing, she chose a dark blue outfit that would show off both thigh and bust. "This will do."

"Um are you sure your parents and sister would like this?" The sales girl asked. The one chosen the most revealing dress that barely contained the wearers bust or covered anything below the waist. Of course well trained enough not to actually argue she was already taking the hanger and dress with it as a selection.