OK, round up the usual suspects. All they'll tell you is that I like Jagermeister shots with my beer, I win on the River more than should be allowed, I flirt like heck with the waitresses, and I tip enough that they don't hate me, but not enough to make 'em love me. Oh yeah, I got some sort of heart-flush thing that they entered me in a contest. Did I win that??????? Because if you could pull some strings, I might be willing to rat someone out.

I really do love The Palms.