My wife warned me beforehand, she is a tall, attractive, wealthy, investment banker back east, oh, and she loves to have a good time. Seeing as I have a tendency to enjoy myself on occasion my wife conveniently got sick. She blamed the fifty-seven cocktail shrimp and twenty-two crabs legs at the Flamingo buffet. What a coincidence?
We can call the girl Stephanie, names sometime should be changed to protect the innocent, in this case she’s not innocent so I’ll use her real name. Stephanie, or as the evening went on wanted to be called, Stephie, Steph, and then SSSSS, as she said she was a bit of a snake, asked to meet her at Red Square at the Mandalay Bay. The Red Square has a cool ice bar and is tragically overcrowded on most nights. However, I still enjoy the ambience and the drinks. I was to meet her at ten. It was nine-thirty so I decided to go in and have a drink. Punctuality is a big thing with me.
The place was lively and as usual I had to squeeze my way to the bar to order a drink. Wouldn’t you know it at the bar already was Stephanie. Now, I knew who she was from pictures my wife had shown me, but she had never met me before this night. She missed our wedding because she decided to spend the summer of our wedding in the Mediterranean with some Greek tycoon.
At the bar two older gentleman were busy trying to get her attention as I was trying to flag down the bartender. Every good looking woman at the bar had a drink, every guy that looked like me, well, we were waiting to order. Bartender’s, you have to hand it to them, they have the best pick-up lines, “Do you want to order something” or “What about a fuzzy Navel”, “Sex on the Beach?” or the best one I heard that night, “ I figure you could use a slow, comfortable screw against the wall”.
I leaned over the bar to get the bartender’s attention when Stephanie screamed, “get this guy a Brazen Hussy”. The bartender smiled and got right to work and Stephanie leaned over to me and told me to relax, she would order my drinks. I laughed. My wife was right, this one liked having a good time.
While I normally have a Jack and Coke while wagering my money at the tables, I am also fond of the Manhattan when sitting at a bar. To this woman, those drinks were outdated, she would be doing all the ordering tonight.
Stephanie and I left the Red Square after I had my drink and we had introduced ourselves. She instantly gave me the dirt on my wife and her college years and I quickly found a friend. While still in the Mandalay Bay we made our way over to the Island Lounge which is located in the center of all the action on the casino floor.
