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We kept giggling and bumping into each other.
    I had read so much about the show, I worried my high expectations could never be met. But the truth was, it blew me away. The stage was supposed to have cost fifty million to build. The money had not been wasted. It kept changing shape. One minute it was filled with water, like a small lake, and the next it had shallow streams running down the center. Then all the water would disappear and it would be covered with gravel.
    The performers were close to superhuman. They could bend and twist their bodies into positions that would have challenged Gumby. Several times Alex and I gasped and grabbed hands. One of the leads did high-wire stunts a hundred feet above the stage and then dived into a square pond less than three feet across. What nerve! The exotic colors, the brilliant lighting, the hypnotic music, the songs, the dancing—I felt like I’d been transported into another dimension.
    For a time I forgot about Jimmy and the others. It was a relief, in a way, we didn’t see another person from our school.
    Alex and I were sober by the time the show finished, but neither of us had any desire to return to our suite. Alex wanted to gamble. She was keen to play twenty-one, blackjack. But I was worried we’d lose too much money and suffer for it the rest of the weekend. I pointed to the small signs on the sides of the tables.
    “Look, the minimum bet’s twenty bucks! We can’t afford that!”
    “The Bellagio’s for high rollers,” Alex said. “Come on, we’ll find a place with a five-buck minimum.”
    “Where?”
    Alex nodded toward the hotel exit. “Let’s hit the Strip, there’s a hundred hotels out there. We’ll find what we’re looking for.”
    Alex strode toward the door. I had to struggle to keep up. “Why blackjack? We’ll get creamed without Ted’s help. Why don’t we play the slots?”
    “Blackjack’s the best game to meet guys,” Alex said, pulling a small plastic card from her purse. “You get to sit at a table and talk to the other players. It’s the only game where you really get to know them. Plus I got this cheat card—it tells you exactly when to hit and when to stand. It was designed by a computer, it gives you the best possible odds. We won’t lose too much.”
    “I don’t want to lose anything. I want to win. We need Ted.”
    Alex put an arm around me. “Sorry, sister, but that kiss you planted on his lips has made him radioactive for the rest of the summer. At least when it comes to you.”
    “I was drunk. He’ll forgive me.”
    “The only way he’ll forgive you is if he ends up having sex with Debbie, and I don’t think they’ve made a cheat card that could compute such lousy odds.”
    “I don’t know. He ran after her pretty fast.”
    “Whatever. The point is, we don’t need Ted. There will be plenty of cute guys at the tables to help us play.”
    I studied Alex. “Are you planning on having a one-night stand?”
    “You say that like I’m some kind of slut.”
    “Well, it would be a pretty slutty thing to do.”
    “This is Vegas! People come here for three reasons: to drink, to gamble, and to get laid. Those are the only reasons this place exists.”
    I sighed. “All right. But if I give him a thumbs-down, you can’t bring him back to our room.”
    Alex took my hand and pulled me out the door. “Jessie, you can be sure whoever has the good luck to end up with me is going to have his own luxurious suite.”
    “You’d sleep with a guy just because he has money?”
    “Money and a dick.”
    “Whore.”
    “There are no whores in this town. Only givers and takers.”
    Outside was the real Las Vegas. The sun had set and the town glowed with a million electric rainbows. Not to mention the fantastic fountains in front of the Bellagio. We stared at them, mesmerized, as we crossed the long entrance. The entire Strip looked surreal. Paris was across the street, New York was to our right. There was a pyramid and a castle