Tuesday, June 01, 2010

The Streak - 87

They return to the pregame show and I look around. Nothing has changed but everything.

"Am I a dead man? Is this being spirited away?"

"Relax, man," Kyle says. "We're in Las Vegas. The safest place on earth."

"You think they got Sugar?"

"I ain't scared a these people."

"Maybe they got Rocky." My heart's beating fast now.

"Those fuckniks in the blue suits won't let anything happen to no one, for Chrissakes." But Kyle doesn't sound convincing. Even to himself.

"Let's take a walk," I declare.

"A walk? Where?"

"Outside."

"Outside? Outside of what?"

"Outside of this casino."

"On the promenade?"

"No. Outside of there, too. Outside outside."

"There is no outside in Vegas."

"I gotta get outta here. I gotta get some air."

"The air in here is richer in oxygen, Ev."

"I don't like the eye in the sky," I protest.

"You don't think there's an eye in the real sky outside?"

"Making sure we're not cheating the big house?"

"There's nowhere to go, man." Kyle says. "There's nowhere to hide."

"I wanna see the stars before I die."

"No one's dying."

"I need to cross the street or something. Then we can cross it back again."

"It's a hundred some odd degrees out there."

"Humor me."

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