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"So, these generators... You think they'll hold up if we get a power outage? Cause if not, we are going to have a hotel full of pissed guests."

The electrician nodded as he looked at Mike, rubbing his hands on the back of his trousers to get rid of the grease. "Oh yeah, you may not be at 100, but they'll suffice."

"Okay," Mike said, "not being at 100, what does that mean, exactly? Cause I gotta go up and explain this to Ed like he were a six-year-old and I can't use any MIT mumbo jumbo or else it'll confuse him and then piss him off."

The electrician laughed as he nodded, "There will be enough power to run the elevators and lights, but not the slots and most of the casino will have to be shut down."

The African American man nodded as he extended his hand, "Okay, sounds good, thanks, man, I'll take the info up to Ed."

The other man nodded as he was lead out of the room by Mike, who then made his way up to Ed's office.

"Tell Ed that a new TV will be here within the hour."

"I'm not going in there, you tell him."

Mitch sighed as he glared at Danny, "Danny, look at me. I'm in a wheelchair and there are steps that lead up to Ed's office. What do you want me to do? Yell at him from below?"

Danny shrugged, "Whatever works for you."

Mitch sighed as Delinda walked in. "Hey, guys. What's going on?"

"Delinda." Both men said simultaneously with grins on their faces.

"Uh-oh," the blonde said, "Which one of you screwed up now?"

Danny and Mitch looked at each other, "Delinda, that hurts!"

Delinda rolled her eyes, "Is my dad in?"

Mitch nodded, "Yeah, do me a favor, would you? Tell him that he'll have a new TV within the hour."

Delinda nodded as she headed up the stairs. Danny and Mike watched her walk into Ed's office. "Poor girl," Danny said sympathetically, "Ed's going to eat her alive."

Mitch nodded, his voice was quiet, "I always liked her too."

"Hi, Daddy."

Ed glanced up and gave his daughter a small smile, "Hi, honey, you holding up okay?"

Delinda nodded as she sat down on his couch with a sigh, "Yeah, but I have a tab down at the boutique."

Her father sighed, "How much of a tab?"

The woman sighed as she tucked her long legs up under her, "Oh not much," she replied innocently. "I just needed a few odds and ends."

"How much, Delinda?"

Delinda just shrugged. "Two, maybe three hundred dollars."

"$300?? For odds and ends?" Ed asked in exasperation.

"Well, Daddy, I needed pajamas, socks, and a few other personal stuff. And you know that place is high anyway."

Her father sighed deeply as he rubbed his forehead. "Alright... I guess I'll have them take it out of your check."

The next sound that was heard was a high pitched gasp. Ed quickly looked at his daughter, only to find that she had a look of horror and shock on her face. "Delinda, you don't expect me to pay for your little shopping spree, do you? I was just fine going to the hotel gift shop and getting stuff from there, and before you even bring it up, let me say that so was Mary and Nessa. You are the only one who had to have Gucci socks and underwear."

Delinda frowned and then sighed softly. As she opened her mouth to say something, Mike walked into his office. "Hey, Mr. D, good news. I just talked to the electrician and he says that he thinks that the generators will hold out, should we lose power."

Ed grinned, "Excellent."

"Yeah, all we have do to," Mike began, "is shut down part of the casino."

As Ed was about to open his mouth to say something, all the lights, monitors and computers went off. Within seconds, the sound of clicking could be heard and Mike had a panicked look on his face as Ed put his hands on his hips. "I thought you told me the generators would hold out if we lost power."

"That's what the guy told me!" Mike said as he rushed over and tried to open the door in vain.

The older man sighed deeply as he sat back behind his desk and awaited the melt down that he was sure Mike would have.

The sounds of angry gamers filled the casino and Mary and Sam couldn't help but wince. "This can't be good," Mary said as she looked around.

Sam sighed as she reached for her cell phone and tried to call somebody. Her frustration only increased when her phone beeped at the screen flashed an empty battery. "Oh great, just what I need. More problems!" In annoyance, Sam threw her phone down the ground and watched as it broke.

Mary gave her friend a gentle rub on her shoulder, "I'm sure the generators will kick in soon, Sam. We probably ought to go and find Ed and check in with him so he knows that we are okay and not in an elevator or something."

"Impossible, Ed's holed up in his office with Delinda and Mike," Danny said as he came up from behind. "And judging by how Ed was after the last time he was locked in a room with Mike, I gotta feeling he's having a blast right about now."

Mary laughed quietly as she shook her head, "Poor Ed, how does he always manage to get the short end of things?"

"Retribution is a bitch." Sam said, still irritated by the previous conversation she had with Ed.

Deciding to let the remark slide, Danny bid his farewells to Sam and Mary and quickly tried to get up to the surveillance area, knowing that he'd be needed.

"Sam! This is a nightmare! I was up three grand!" Sam winced as she was approached by Kevin Bailey, a client from Chicago.

Plastering on her best face of sympathy, Sam lead him away, "I know, Kevin, and I'm so sorry. But this weather is really wreaking hell on everybody right now. I promise that once the power is restored, I'll personally see to it that you are comped for your stay as well as get a line of credit."

"When will that be?" Kevin asked in irritation.

"Soon." She promised with a smile. Seeming satisfied, Kevin walked away and Sam was muttering to herself, trying to think of the quickest, easiest way to kill herself without drawing too much attention.