For anyone who wants to know, I'm out of the rafters now. It sucks, and Morgan Freeman still sucks, and I'm still sad, and if anybody makes me cry I'm going to shoot you with my taser-and-lightning gun. BUT, that's not the point of this. The point of this is that I need to be a grown-up and figure out what's going to happen to Eden now that Crowley's gone since apparently he was even crazier than I thought and left it to me of all people.
#1. The casino is
not closing.
#2. No one is losing their job. If you want to quit, you know where the door is. Otherwise, keep coming to work and doing what you do.
#3. For now, at least, I'm going to be running stuff until I can get the guy I'm going to ask to run the casino up to speed. And now I'm looking at you, Nate. Not the cop!Nate because no, but
my Nate. If you want the job, it's yours. PLEASE TAKE THE JOB BECAUSE OTHERWISE I'M GOING TO HAVE TO TALK TO ALL THE PEOPLE.
And I guess that's it. If anybody wants to know something ABOUT THE CASINO AND THINGS PERTAINING TO THIS POST, you can ask and I'll probably answer in a really honest way because I don't have a choice right now.
Ask me something too personal that's
not about stuff in this post, and I'm going to tie you to a sand dune in the desert, cover you in honey, and let the sand worms eat you. You've been warned.