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tickets for his show have sold out.   You looked surprised.”
    She shrugged.   “I didn’t think Bingo ladies and old people would even know who Brandon was.”
    “Our casino marketing has been courting a younger demographic for the past several months.”
    Mark rolled his eyes.   “Our commercials look like music videos.”   He turned to Shannon Moon.   “No offense.”
    “Bran will attract the young girls.”   She shook her head dismissively.
    “BranFans,” said Mark.   “Whatever that is.”
    “I call them sluts,” said Shannon .
    “That’s easier to remember.”
    “Mark and I will regroup and discuss some tactical security measures.”   Antonio discreetly checked his watch as he brushed imaginary lint from his jacket sleeve.   “Before I show you the suite, do you have any special requests for this evening?”
    Her smile was much more dazzling in person than on magazines or movie screens.   “I’d like to have a late dinner ready when Bran gets here.   I doubt if he’s eaten anything today.”   She waved her hands around.   “Something intimate, but fancy.   You know, romantic?   It’s very short notice.   I should have called but I just now thought of it.”
    Antonio nodded.   “Not to worry.   We have a unique staff whose resources are nearly limitless.”
    She chewed the tip of a fingernail in thought.   “I’d like to have just one guy with us through the weekend.   Someone I can trust.   No offense to your staff but some people get weird around us.   A manager at the Four Seasons lost his job a couple months ago for trying to sell our bed sheets on EBay.”
    “I heard about the incident.   I’d worked with that particular manager in the past and found him fairly devious in most regards.   I personally hand-picked my team and vouch for them unconditionally.   I’ll introduce you to one of them in particular who I believe you’ll be pleased with.   If he meets your approval I’ll assign him to you and Brandon for the weekend.”
    She dug out a pack of cigarettes from her purse.   “Do all of them know how to lock paparazzi into the back of SUVs?”
    Mark shook his head, grinning.   “The Native Sun has the best butler team in the states.   But there’s only one Antonio.”
    Antonio finished lighting the lady’s cigarette, lighter disappearing into his inner jacket.   “I would say that our team rivals some of those in Europe as well, but I am slightly biased since I trained them.”   He offered his arm.   “Now then, would you like to see what our premium suite has to offer?”
    Mark Ford excused himself, wishing Shannon Moon a good stay and promising to update Antonio on the outcome of ousting Ang Wang.   On his way out he took a final look at the back of the young actress and waggled his eyebrows at Antonio.
    After he left Shannon asked, “Do I have time for a Jacuzzi before Bran gets here?”
    Antonio withdrew his BlackBerry and dialed the butler pantry.   “I would like a container of Rosemary Mint bath salts and a chilled Roederrer Cristal ’99.   Have them by the upstairs Jacuzzi in five minutes and turn on the jets.”
    “Rosemary mint?   Cristal?   You’ve either done your research, or you’re a great guesser.”
    “Though I reside within a casino, I try not to gamble.   Especially when it comes to the preferences of my guests.”
    Shannon kicked off her sandals and accepted the offered arm.   “Antonio, you’re on your way to becoming my new best friend.”
    Antonio extended his free arm towards the hall.   “Shall we start with the master bedroom?   There’s a small touchpad device that commands everything electronic in the suite, including the fireplace.   Once you master it, you’ll find that you’re carrying it in your pocket everywhere you go.”
    “I don’t usually wear clothes when I’m just hanging around.”
    He patted her arm.   “Perhaps I’ll show you the locations of the manual