[Jail doesn't even flinch this time, just clapping delightedly at the show. She appreciates a good performance as much as anyone, otherwise she wouldn't be enjoying the holiday so much.]
[She scoops up the winnings with one hand, discreetly stowing it in some hidden pocket- it was difficult to find space for one on such a slinky dress, but where there's a will there's a way- and bows elaborately to the crowd, winking cheerily at Valvatorez.]
Maybe I've just got that classic unlucky charm. [She's vamping it up, pun intended. No sense letting the crowd down.]
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[She scoops up the winnings with one hand, discreetly stowing it in some hidden pocket- it was difficult to find space for one on such a slinky dress, but where there's a will there's a way- and bows elaborately to the crowd, winking cheerily at Valvatorez.]
Maybe I've just got that classic unlucky charm. [She's vamping it up, pun intended. No sense letting the crowd down.]