Author's Note: Okay, those of you who ACTUALLY decided to answer my question last chapter all said to switch the story's rating to 'Teen', and that's probably for the best. Now, on with the story.
After their little adventure in the restaraunt, Zephyr and Octavia had left to go find something else to do.
"So, anything else you want to do?" Zephyr asks.
"Actually, it's been a long day and I'd like to back to the room and rest." Octavia answers.
"Aw, but it's not even that late."
"Well, maybe you can try doing something on your own. The hotel does have more than enough entertainment for one pony."
"Like what?"
"I don't know. Normally I wouldn't suggest this, but the hotel does have quite the casino. Maybe you could try your hoof at a bit of gambling."
"Gambling? Hmm, I've never really tried it before."
"See? There you go. Just make sure not to get carried away and lose a lot of money."
"You got it, Tavi." Zephyr Octavia share a quick kiss before Zephyr pulls out the room key. "Here, you take this."
Octavia takes the key from. "Thanks. I'll see you later." she then walks away.
"You too!" Zephyr shouts. "So, gambling, huh?" he asks himself.
Zephyr begins to walk through the massive hotel, in search of a casino. The hotel was actually very famous for its casinos. It holds the world record for biggest jackpot ever won in one night(true story about the real one too).
Remembering seeing a casino near the lobby, Zephyr makes his way over there to look. He gets there and comes to find a HUGE casino filled with ponies playing slot machines, Poker, Black Jack, and basically any poker game you can think of. Well, except Solitare.
He goes over and takes a seat at a slot machine to start off. "Okay, this can't be too hard." he takes out a quarter and puts it in the machine. He pulls the big lever on the side and the slots spin. They land on a sevenand another seven. "Come on, baby!" the final one lands on a cherry.
Zephyr's grin turns into a frown. "Pony-feathers." he then takes out another quarter. "Well, I couldn't have expected to get that lucky on my first try."
He puts it in the machine and pulls again. This time getting a lemon, a cherry, and bar. He goes at the machine a few more times, losing at every try.
"Okay, one last try." he puts in another quarter and pulls. All three slots land on the word 'LOSER'. They make machines like that? Zephyr's eye twitches and he begins to pound on the machine in frustration.
"Oh buck this!" he says, stomping away in frustration.
An elderly mare he was sitting next to looks at him and shakes her head. "Young ponies these days."
Zephyr looks over at a nearby poker table and smiles. "Maybe cards are more my thing."
He goes up and takes a seat at a booth. "Put me in."
"Alright." the dealer says to him.
I don't know a thing about poker, so I'll just say he loses... hard.
Zephyr gets up from his stool and stomps awat again. He notices a counter in the back with a sign that says "Betting" on it.
"*sigh* One last try at this. It can't possibly get any worse than this."
He walks up to the front window and the stallion manning it looks at him. "Can I help you?"
"Yeah, what are we betting on here?"
"This here is where ponies come to bet on pony races. You just put down some money on a pony and which ever pony bets on the right pony will win all the money for that race."
"Just like that?"
"Just like that. Here's a list of ponies racing next." the stallion says, pulling out a sheet of paper.
Zephyr looks at the sheet and scnas it for names. "Hmm, I think I'll put two hundred down on Little Dasher." The stallion behind the window chuckles at bit at Zephyr's choice. "What's so funny?"
"Oh, nothing. Two hundred on *snicker* Little Dasher it is. I'll just need the money you're placing."
Zephyr reaches behind him(Pinkie taught it to the guys too) and oulls out a bag full of bits. "There you go."
The stallion takes the money and puts on a table in the back. He comes back to Zephyr. "If youd like, we have radios set up over there to listen in on the races." he says, motioning to a bunch of ponies sitting in chairs around some radios.
"Thanks." Zephyr says before he walking over to join the crowd. As he walks, he can here the stallion at the window laugh again.
He goes over and takes a seat near one of the radios. "Okay, everypony. The races shall be getting under way very soon." the announcer on the radio says.
A blu-ish grey unicorn stallion with a short, black mane and tail, yellow eyes, and a cutie mark of some playing cards looks over at Zephyr.
"First time betting here, I assume?" he asks him.
"Is it that obvious?" Zephyr asks.
The stallion chuckles. "Yeah, it kinda is. I'm Jack, as in, like Jack of all Trades."
"I'm Zephyr."
"Nice to meet you. Normally I'm more of a cards stallion, but from time to time I bet on the ponies. So, who did you bet on?"
"Little Dasher." the stallion tries to keep a straight face, but can't as he bursts into laughter. "Why does everypony laugh when I say that?"
The stallion recomposes himself. "Because Little Dasher is terrible! The bet against him is one thousand to one!"
Zephyr's eyes go wide and his heart skips a beat. "One thousand to one?! The others are gonna kill me!"
"Time for the race to begin!" the radio announcer says.
"Well, I'll pray for you." Jack says.
"And... THEY'RE OFF! Speeding Bullet comes at strong with a good lead. Little Daher all the way back towards the end of the pack>"
"I'm doomed." Zephyr says, putting his hooves to his face.
"Speeding Bullet still leading. This looks like it's going to be a pretty clean cu-WOAH! Hold the phone! Speeding Bullet has just tripped. Oh my Celestia! Every other pony has just fallen over due to Speeding Bullet. Wait! Here comes Little Dasher. I can't believe this! Little Dasher has just leaped over the mound of fallen ponies! Can he really pull off such an amazing up set?!"
"WHAT?!" everypony listening shouts.
"Go! Little Dasher! Go!" Zephyr shouts at the radio.
"Little Dasher has just won the race! I can't believe it!"
"Buck yeah!"
"Well, I'll be darned! You actually won!" Jack says.
"You know it!" Zephyr gets up and heads back over to the window.
"Well, I can't believe it myself, but you actually won." the pony at the window says. "Here's you winnings. Two hundred thousand bits." he says, pulling out huge sack of money.
"Two hundred thousand?!" Zephyr's eyes turn to money signs. He quickly grabs the sacks and puts them on his back, only to collapse from the weight of the coins. "Little help?"
"Allow me." Jack says, using his magic to lift up the money.
"Thanks."
"No problem. You, my good sir, are one lucky stallion."
"Don't I know it?"
"You know, with money like this you should be dressing to show it."
"Dressing?"
"Of course. Allow to take you to one of my favorite tailors in town. You won't regret it."
"Um, sure, okay."
They leave the hotel and get to the tailor's. "Welcome. Jack, it is so good to see you again." the store owner says.
"Good to see you too, Tailor."
Tailor the tailor?
"How can I help you and your friend?"
"My friend, Zephyr here would like a new suit."
"Of course."
He grabs Zephyr and takes him to the back for measurements. "Woah! Is this really necessary?"
"Of course it is. Don't you worry, Zephyr." Jack says to him from outside.
About an hour later
"Ah! It is complete!" Tailor says in excitement. "Go."
"Alright." Zephyr says.
Zephyr steps out wearing a black suit, simliar to this:
"How do I look?"
"Now you look like a true high class Las Pegasus pony." Jack answers.
Zephyr looks over his neew suit. "Well, I gotta admit, it is pretty swag."
"You'll be the definition of swag! Come on, we're going to show off the new you!"
"Lead the way!" Tailor coughs to get their attention. "Oh, right. Here you go." Zephyr pulls out a few hundred bits and gives them to him.
"Thank you. Please do come again."
Zephyr and Jack nod and leave the buolding. They start walking and come across a bar. "This looks like a good place to start." Jack says.
They walk in and they take seats at the front. "What'll you have?" the bartender asks.
"Scotch for me." Jack says.
"I'll take a virgin appletini. Shaken, not stirred." Zephyr says in a suave voice.
The bartender nods and walks off. "You're really starting to gethe hang of this."
"Thanks. I actually have an idea now."
"And what would that be?"
"DRINKS FOR EVERYPONY! ALL ON ME!" he shouts.
The entire bar goes crazy in applause. "Who is this awesome stallion?" a mare asks.
Zeph looks at her and smiles. "The name's Verve. Zephyr Verve."