-- We Don't Take in a ShowChapter
-- We Don't Take in a Show
During our trolley ride up the strip, we passed marquees advertising a murder mystery show with an Italian gangster theme. I became excited, so I talk the boys into at least looking into it, and we head down to the Stardust ...
Bright lights advertise "Ba-Da-Bing." We investigate. It seems like a great show. But it costs a lot. Too much. Let's all go have sushi instead.
By now we've added a temporary fifth member to our party: Daniel and David's cousin, Kris, who happens to be in town on business.
Kris joins us for sushi. I try to get a group shot at the dinner table. My noggin keeps blocking Mark's. Sorry, Mr. Vegas.
The kinfolks try to decipher the bill.