“Yes, of course Lucy.”
The waiter poured wine into a glass and handed it to Podvalny. Podvalny sipped and began to look at the cards. Torpedos also began to study his cards and wrinkle his forehead. His bald spot glistened with sweat. He was very physically fit and was one meter and ninety tall. In this he stood out from the rest of the tourists and indigenous inhabitants of the moon.
The waiter coughed.
"What's the matter?" – asked Podvalny.
“There are fifty Britcoins from you,” – the waiter said.
“Torpedos, give him money, I'll give it to you later,” – said Podvalny, and turning to Lucy, he continued, “I left mine on the piano.”
Torpedos reluctantly paid and waiter left them.
“Boys,” – said Lucy, – “I need to step aside for a minute too. Don't get bored.”
After that, Lucy smiled at Podvalny, and disappeared.
“Make bets, gentlemen,” – said croupier.
“Six hundred Britcoins,” – said Torpedos.
"Do you have? Show me."
"Well, at home there."
“It's not yours, but ours two thousand for business.”
"Well, ours. So, one thousand is mine, another thousand is yours. What's wrong? This is logical. You are responsible for one thousand, I am for another."
"Right. You think logically. Then I raise it to thousand."
"Okay. Are we playing?"
"We play. I'm coming in. I have a deuce crosses,” – said Podvalny.
“Come in, don’t come in, it makes no difference to me,” – said Torpedos and opened his cards. “You see, I have a royal woodpecker. You lose."
“Like you are lucky,” – said Podvalny and got up from the table. "Well, now my thousand is also yours, and you will be responsible for it instead of me. This is logical. I used responsible, but now will you. Now you have two thousand under your responsibility."
“This is logical,” said Torpedos, and also got up from the table. “Where is your lady?”
“Looks like she threw me,” – answered Podvalny, looking around.
"Why do you think so?"
"I guessed. Because I'm intelligent bastard."
“You are really bastard. I don't mind,” – said Torpedos.
"Well, in this casino we are unlucky today."
"Yes, Podvalny, we’d better go to visit brothel."
"Do you have money?"
"In the capsule in the glove compartment, another hundred and twenty Britcoins. So today we are still walking."
Then friends left casino Palma and go out to the central tunnel. They took their capsule from the parking lot.