"That's okay, I bought two."
"So you won't tell Morgan even though he keeps pestering you." JJ pointed out. "Are you ever going to tell me?"
"Tell you what?" Emily asked, feigning ignorance.
JJ rolled her eyes. "What the hell a Sin To Win Weekend is!"
Emily tapped her index finger against her lips like she was deep in thought. "I suppose, but you can't tell PG because it'll get right to Morgan and I like torturing him."
JJ nodded impatiently, leaning closer to Emily on her girlfriend's couch to show she was ready for some serious gossip. "I swear it won't leave this room."
"Well, it started out in the twenties as an invite only way for gay high rollers to get together in Atlantic City and drink during prohibition. Now, it's more like a biannual invite only queer bacchanal with a high stakes poker tournament at the end of the weekend." Emily shrugged. "We mostly use it as an excuse to dress really fancy, get wasted, and spend irresponsibly."
"When is it?" JJ asked eagerly, clearly intrigued. "How do we get an invite?"
"The next one is actually next month, but you have to be on a special list to even get an invite to buy tickets." Emily leaned back, her eyes mischievous. "There's only a two week window to buy in and that was eight months ago."
JJ's face fell. "Oh, that was too long ago to get tickets now."
"That's okay," Emily grinned. "I bought two."