‘ WHY shouldn’t i ? ’ chin lifts in DEFIANCE, lips quirking into a grin; she’s bluffing, but what choice does she have ? hope’s among gamblers, now, and all of her chips are on the TABLE. she can only hope she’s spent them in the right place. ‘ i ain’t one to bet against the house, BEN-MAN, an’ somethin’ tells me you might be the new house pretty soon. ’ her smile turns flirtatious, chin lowering to rest upon the palm of one slender hand. ‘ an’ i’m SURE you know what they say ‘bout men with power, baby. ’
Better words could not have been used to tickle Benny’s ego, his lips parted in satisfaction, his head tilted out of interest, raising his glass of scotch.
‘’ It’s not just about the power pussycat,
Sure, i’ll have ‘plenty, and i won’t complain.
this joint just needs a real change’ of managment–
...But that goes beyond the point baby, when i said ‘this’
I ment combining the busininess with pleasure, ‘dig?’’