Oh, and he bowed. Lo- Da- Well, in any case, Crowley really missed the industrial era. Back when there was actually something of a challenge to being a vice. These days, he was more like a drug dealer, than any sort of demon. It was refreshing to have someone he could possibly turn for the Side.
He saw the slightly confused look, and nodded his understanding. "Different than the casinos you're used to, I'm sure. I do miss the simpler days, myself, but the modern world has its advantages," Such as the distinct lack of clothing on the beautiful cocktail waitress that passed them by. Crowley smiled at her, enough to make her blush.
"So- to take care of business, first off, what is your game, Doctor? I'm afraid you'll not find many others skilled in Hazard, besides myself, although we've a similar table game. Craps," He started to lead them across the floor to the craps tables, going slow enough to allow Watson to... take in the sights.