The thing about dragons, real dragons, like Red, was that they were all dirty cheaters when it came to gambling.
For every coin Peter wasted on the slot machine, Red won a couple of millions, all golden ones, at the card table.
Now, the manager of the establishment knew that they couldn't do much against two dragons.
Sure, they could call the security, but the family of four was not really causing trouble.
Peter was grimly putting coin after coin in the slot machine, staring at it like it owed him money.
Which it actually did.
Asmodeos was by the fortune-teller and was using the poor woman as a couple's counselor.
Blue was wrapped around Red, for he was sure that it added to his charm. The water dragon had found a silk cloth from somewhere, and he had wrapped it around his waist.
