Reggie and Megan looked at each other with that wide-eyed, slightly ignorant stare they sometimes wear. They couldn't believe the audacity of Las Vegas. Always trying to reel you into some sort of money spending scheme. Using any and all sorts of hooks and levers to entice you. Whether it's sex or adrenaline highs or nice cuisines or fantasy, the couple saw through it, in a way. Compared to other people, they were looking to live comfortable, quiet lives. They might be young, but - as we know - they're seasoned. Quite seasoned. They've lived. Not to mention, there must be some sort of love between the two. Both had treated the other with a lot of care throughout the entirety of the relationship. When they finally decided to officially be a couple, they ran with it. There had been past relationships which were washed away due to the usual problems. Lack of communication, jealousies, boredom (you know the deal). Not this one. Take into account, also, they're nearing the end of their twenties. It's time to think about having a family with someone. That's the thing to do. First the wedding, of course, but kids and the whole living together thing are on the horizon. That's their mindset right now. Las Vegas had given them a great deal of good fortune through the jackpot money, nonetheless, the city itself made their skin crawl. Sure, they could be naïve but they weren't naïve and daring. No, they understood that the world was a hard place with the opportunity to take some big scrapes and falls. They held hands, walked past the lobby's counter, and on to the hot pavement. The workers at the Aria were kidding themselves if they thought they would fall into these staged pitfalls...[TO BE CONTINUED]