Gladius walks out of the newly constructed Casino in New Orleans. Kicking the dirt after losing mass amounts of money in the new Casino. I shouldn't be the only one losing money to this place, he thinks to himself. He strolls through the beautiful downtown of New Orleans, finally reaching the meeting place of the streets. He hops up on a mailbox, shunning the normal soapbox. He clears his throat before speaking.

Come one! Come all! Lose your money at Gamble Yo' Ass Off! The newest Casino to hit the 8 cities of the mafia. Like cookies? We got them. Like strippers? Got them. Like glitter? We got an imperial fuckton of it. Everything you need, we got. Except for herpes...you can find that somewhere else...we don't want it.

But seriously guys...we want your money...and I know you want to give it to us, because gambling is awesome.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to get back to my strippers. I'm paying them by the hour, and Katana will get mad at me if I spend all the money.

Gladius hops off the mailbox, and scurries off back to the Casino, looking back to see if anyone follows.

Katana smiles hearing about the new casino.

Imperial fuckton of glitter? She looks at Gladius and her smile gets bigger.

I must say that I must simply try to fight the urge to roll in that... I might give a dime or to to the slots but I am only coming for the glitter!

She snickers a bit as she runs off to go see the mound of glitter.

Kimble promptly comes out of the VIP room and approaches a bar.  He promptly takes out a bag of purple glitter and blows a rail into his nostril. 

Scarface that shit.

Porosity sat amazed as he watched Kimble talk, Purple gliter spurted from his mouth with every sylabol.

You are a machine!
Do you have a coin slot?

Following quickly behind her Godfather, Ricyn snarls at the chain hanging from her neck
DAMMIT KIMBLE, TAKE THIS OFF!!
She smacks him on the back of the head causing his face to land in the pile of glitter.

Gladius walks back into the Casino just in time to see Kimble take his line of glitter, and Ricyn proceed to rub his face in it. He scoffs at Kimble and walks over. He shoves Kimble to the side.

Let me show you how a man does this...

He lays a line thicker and longer than Kimble's and snorts it like a man.

That's how it's done, son.

Camzilla walks into the newly opened casino and quickly realizes that all the strippers are fat

Can you at least get strippers who don't gobble up all the gumbo?

Frank randomly walks into the conversation and smiles.

A wise man once told me he enjoyed scarfacing on endangered animals because he was that rich. That is all.

Frank grins and drifts back into the crowd.

I keep a bengal tiger and an albino bald eagle in my HQ just for that very reason. Not to mention the rare Ricyn locked in the occasional cage as a reserve.

You, my friend, are my idol. I aspire and strive to be like you everyday of my life.

Joey looking at the magnificance of such a building couldn't beleive his eyes as he got out of the plane that had just landed in New Orleans.

WOW

How could such an elegant yet extravagent casino be built up with such ease over night, he thought to himself.

Then that quesy feeling sunk into his stomach .... my long lost addiction has come to my very own town ...

Well at least I'll be losing my hard earned money for a good cause ...

"Stamina if my earnings and donations are lower than usual you'll know who to blame."

Joey promptly runs into the casino and cashes in all his money on hand for chips.