"Is there?" It shouldn't have been a surprise, from what he'd seen of Brekker and what he knew of the ship, containing so many multitudes. Still, an entire casino was a lot to miss and vices always carried with them the propensity to cause crime.
He followed behind, sipping his drink and trying not to let himself get overwhelmed by the sounds and colors, the sights and chiming bells and all of the people. There was so much to notice.
"Now," he said, "if I'm right then this game is called Vingt-et-un where I'm from. French but we can't hold that against it," he joked lightly. "I'm afraid I haven't played, but you'll teach me the rules?" Sherlock asked Death as he helped himself to a seat.