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"A... a pale blue?" He relaxed a bit as she fluttered away, exhaling slowly as he tried to get the room to stop spinning. Alright. Maybe... maybe he had over done the drinks after so long fasting. When he got back to the others, he should definitely eat something.

In his pocket, his phone buzzed with a text message, and he jumped, nearly knocking over a display in the process. A quick fumble, cane over his arm, he caught the jingling rack of nick-knacks before wobbling upright again, "Like... I don't know.... like... like the color of the sky at that time of morning when... when twilight's just... just over and the birds are all singing and... um." He cleared his throat, finally reading the text message. it was from Jordan.

"Oooh my friends are heading off to their next adventure... I should really go after them. Thank you so much though! Er... what do I owe you?" He glanced over to the little man, smiling weakly as his hand returned to the assuring bundle of cash in his pocket.

Jerry was about to argue, surprised by the sudden generosity of the little Elvis before suddenly he was nabbed, twirled, and kissed deeply and thoroughly. When the fog in his glasses cleared, he was left with her lingering whisper and the sounds of the casino suddenly coming back to light.

If he hadn't been drinking, he might have been more suspicious. But all he could think as he regained his bearings was, "What... nice people!"

Had he imagined it? No, the gift was still clutched against his chest.

Humming, he twirled his cane as he limped forward, instantly regretted it as he wobbled, and hobbled forth with a brimming sense of love and joy in his heart.

Sasha was going to love this. And he still had plenty to pay Jordan back. What a wonderful trip! Vegas was a great place.

Now where, exactly, was this Cirque place? He was sure he'd find it.

He sent a quick text all the same, awkwardly and one-handed: