Chapter 11

The Oldest Established

"Nathan, concentrate on the crap game. The town's up to here with high players.
The Greek's in town!" Dean said.

"Brandy Bottle Bates!" Ron added.

"Scranton Slim!" Dean yelled

"I know I could make a fortune, but where can I have the game?" Harry said throwing his hands up in frustration.

"The Biltmore garage wants a grand." Ron sang.

"But we ain't got a grand on hand." Dean added singing.

"And they've now got a lock on the door,
Of the gym at Public school eighty-four." Harry sang walking around the stage.

"There's a stock room behind McClousky's bar." Sang Ron hopefully.

"But Misses McClousky ain't a good scout." Sang Dean doing a good impression of Minerva.

"And things bein' how they are, the back of the police station's...out." sung Harry with a smirk.

"So the Biltmore Garage is the spot." Ron sang disappointed.

"But the one thousand bucks we ain't got!" sang the trio.

"Why, it's good reliable Nathan! Nathan, Nathan, Nathan Detroit!
If you're looking for action he'll furnish the spot!", sang the Gamblers,
"Even when the heat is on it's never too hot!
Not for good old reliable Nathan, for it's always just a short walk!
To the oldest established permanent floating crap game in New York!
There are well-healed shooters everywhere, everywhere,
There are well-healed shooters everywhere!
And an awful lot of lettuce for the fella who can get us there..."

"If we only had a lousy little grand we could be a millionaire!" sang the trio.

"That's good old reliable Nathan, Nathan, Nathan, Nathan Detroit!
If the size of your bundle you want to increase," sang the gambler once more
"He'll arrange that you go broke in quiet and peace.
In a hideout provided by Nathan,
Where there are no neighbors to squawk!
It's the oldest established permanent floating
Ssssh! crap game in New York!
Where's the action? Where's the game?"

"Gotta have a game or we'll die from shame." Sang the Trio looking very nervous."It's the oldest established permanent floating crap game in New York!" sang everyone.

Backstage during that song Draco tried to talk to Hermione.

"Hermione why wont you talk about this. I know you felt something too."

"I did Draco, and I still do. Listen you have to go on in like two seconds, so just take this." She said handing him a folded up piece of paper and running away.

Draco had no choice but to go on with the show. He didn't have time to look at the note so he put it in his pocket. He took his place on stage.

"Sky" Harry said sitting opposite Draco "I bet you that they have sold more pie then cake today."

"I'm not gonna take that bet Nathan, you know why? Because my daddy used to always tell me that if a man comes up to you and bets that he can make the Joker jump out of a deck of cards and squirt cider in your ear don't take the bet because the odds are that you'll end up with an ear full of cider. But you know what Nathan I'll bet you that you can't tell me what color tie your wearing." He covered up Harry's tie. "Do we have a bet?"

Harry struggled to see the tie "No bet." Sky removed his hand. "Blue! What a stupid color."

"I would love to stay and chat Nathan, but I have to go to Havana tomorrow and I have things to do."

"you goin' alone?"

"Yep." Draco said putting on his hat.

"a guy like you is going to Havana without a Doll?"

"Well my friend it's by choice. They're just access baggage, but I could get a doll to go with me if I wished."

Just then Nathan saw Sarah and had an idea "You say that you can get any doll to go with you to Havana. Wanna bet on that?"

His pride getting the better of him Sky replied "Sure why not! You pick the doll I get your money."

Harry turned around and pointed at Sarah "Her!"

"Her!" Draco shouted and then said "Daddy I think I've got cider in my ear!"