source Greetings from the Bellagio in Sin City!
I’ve been to Las Vegas on business before, but this trip with my buddy Ms. T is purely for fun, so I’ll keep this short.
Today’s post is about luck, Superman and finding Happily Ever After.
On my way back to my room from brunch to write this, I had to walk through my hotel’s casino. I blanched reading the placards on blackjack and poker tables saying minimum bets were $100 — and those weren’t even in the high stakes rooms.
The lowest table minimum I saw was $10 blackjack. Even that seemed too rich for my blood.
Then Superman came to my rescue. Well, Superman and Lois Lane.
A little background: I love superheroes. I think my fondness for both comic books and romance novels are rooted in the same hope to see a Happily Ever After ending. So superhero romance is like the ultimate HEA to me.
No comics couple has been battling obstacles to their elusive HEA longer than Clark Kent/Superman and Lois. I totally heart them and their perseverance.
That should help explain why even though I wasn’t thinking about playing slot machines and had walked by dozens of them without a second glance, I stopped to check out this Man of Steel machine that was showing a Superman-Lois movie clip.
When I saw its minimum bet was a low-roller-friendly 50 cents, I decided to try my luck for a while with $10.
I know what you’re thinking: Say good-bye to your $10, Zina.
It is true that almost as fast as you can say kryptonite, I was down to $7, then $5, then less than $3. I was thinking it might be time to cut my losses.
But I pressed the button to bet 50 cents on one more spin, the machine went berserk! Flashing lights, bells and music. I think my chair even shook. Like me, the machine apparently considers a Superman-Lois connection is a big winner.
Big, of course, is relative term when the stakes are ultra-low.
I went from being $7.70 in the hole to being up $2.30.
But after having losing almost all my money, winning it back felt pretty darn big to me. Leave it to a supercouple to help give a poor romance writer her own HEA!
Now I’m outta here. I have places to go and people to see — including Channing Tatum. But that’s a story for another time.
(Don’t worry, Ms. T, most names will be changed to protect the innocent as well as the not-so-innocent.)