Kytana had lingered around the tables. She wasn't allowed to play, after all, and technically in many casino's she wasn't even allowed to go off of a certain colored carpet. It was obnoxious. But she had managed, just once in her life, a successful mind trick. She pleaded with the man to let her through, that she would just watch, and keep her hands behind her back and away from the tables or slots at all times. When their eyes met and she tilt her head, beaming, casually passing her hand by, he agreed.
Score.
A text was quickly written but she debate against sending it. She wanted to tell her mother. She wanted to please the woman so badly because they wanted everything from her and she had nothing to give. In the end, Kytana sent the message to Sunila, who she knew would be happy for her. She could tell her mum when she got home. Tap, tap, tap. I managed Force Persuasion!! Got into the casino underage. Go me! XOXO
So she circled the tables with interest before going and waiting at the bar. She talked with people that came and went, simply hanging onto a stout, colorful glass filled with water. When the most suave of men arrived she looked up and grinned. "That'd be great, thanks," Kytana replied with a nod. She was going to push her luck when the man at the bar asked her for her ID. For now, however, she simply gave the most charming of smiles at James.
"Are you enjoying your vacation?" she then asked from her place on the stool. Her tall stilettos hooked over the ring at the base, knees together, a clutch purse of black leather around her left wrist. She dare not sit any other way, or move, for fear of her playfully skimpy dress rising or revealing too much.