Ocean's 3

Sooo, we robbed the Hyatt Casino last night. Oh, it was the best thing ever! Bored and listless on a Friday, Cobain, The Joelster and I got drunk as poets on payday, and thought it might be a grand lark to shoot over to the casino and try our luck on the slots. We blew a few bucks in a hurry at the Lotte Casino, so we walked away (you have to know when to) and regrouped over some cold ones. I think it was Cobain who, with glimmers of insanity in his eye, suggested we pool our remaining funds and let it all ride on one roulette ball. The idea was far too stupid to ignore, so we grabbed a cab to the Hyatt (NO, cab driver, for the last time, we DON'T want to be driven to a brothel, so please stop making that hand gesture) and stumbled in.
Whereas the Lotte Casino was low-ceilinged, basementy, quaint, and peopled with a buzzing Chinese throng, the Hyatt was cavernous, ritzy and menacing. And empty. Under the watchful and judgemental eyes of way too many staff, we made our way to the roulette wheel. The guy spun a few test balls to show us how it worked. All 3 came up red. This was troubling, as we had agreed to go with red for our hail mary. "Spin it one more time!" I slurred and commanded the guy, who was a prick by the way. It came up black. Good - so we heaped our tower of purple chips onto red, and told prick to spin. As the ball was rolling, Cobain mysteriously collided with the chips, and they went fucking everywhere. The dealers were stunned, as we scrambled to pick up all the chips and slam them back onto red, while the ball slowed. I put my hands over my eyes and waited. Screams of joy - we won. Craziness.
"Ok, give us our chips", we demanded. "No, you have to play a minimum of 10 games", said prick. "GIVE US OUR DAMN CHIPS" we demanded. He gave us our damn chips. "Thank you", we said, "No thank you", he said. "WHAT? NO THANK YOU?" we asked, stunned. Then we got into it with him, and the result was him putting his hand over his nametag and running away to some secret room. "No thank you!", we yelled back, as we counted our substantial winnings on the way out. I was praying Joe Pesci wouldn't come running out, hitting us with a phone. Joelster bought a motorcycle with his bounty. I forget what happened to mine. Top of the world!
Oh, here's a scene from 'Run Lola Run' (watch it today), this is pretty much how it went down for us: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_ed82P9ZY8A