Megan and Reggie have been together for 3 years. They’re both 24. They’re walking on the Las Vegas strip for the first time as a couple. Reggie had visited many times as a kid. His father, a truck driver from Iowa, loved to take his small family of three during Thanksgiving. After some time, Reggie realized his dad was wagering $500-$1100 every Vegas trip on the NFL games. Reggie respected his dad for not losing his temper since he himself would’ve found it hard to restrain his emotions. Nope, his dad was nice and helped bring into life the spirit of Thanksgiving. As the couple passes the casinos and the fake tits and the bright lights, the couple holds each other tighter. Megan suggests they play some slots. The graphics and little animals are intriguing. They are about to start playing and, suddenly, Reggie says, “wait, let’s play like $20 a pull. I hear that works.” He always thinks he knows some sort of inside information. She doesn’t care, she just wants to play. He pulls the lever. Nothing. She pulls the lever. Nothing again. $40 down and these two servers and Uber drivers from Florida are looking at each other wondering what the hell happened. Reggie smiles because he knows that it’s all play and she just hits him. While her back is turned he pulls it again and horns and whistles start going off. Numbers start getting jacked up. There are little buffalos and wolves bouncing up and down. There are gold coins shouting out of the mouths of cactuses. Call the pit boss! Call the pit boss! Reggie yells in an annoying high-pitched way that Megan loves. Megan is slowly realizing what’s happening. That rascal, pulling the lever behind her back. They’re both jumping up and down. It’s jubilee. $250,000 to the head. 250k. They call the restaurants they respectively work at and say they won’t be back. Next, they tell their families that they’ll be in Vegas for a little bit while they decide what to do with the money. Fortunately, they have 30 free nights in the guest suite at the Aria. It comes with a conference room and a fully equipped kitchen and living room. They’re going to eat at Hell's Kitchen, watch Penn & Teller, swim at every hotel’s pool. Megan is already getting the Instagram posts ready. Reggie is already making jokes to his friends about only buying things as long as the price tag has a comma in it. They like to play around and make jokes but they’re vain and kinda stupid. They’re weirdos in the sense that they’re always in on their own private jokes. Hush-hush over here, hush over there. Thirty days in Vegas has never sounded better to two pairs of ears. Oh, and don't forget, with 250 bands in the pocket. The sky is the limit…[TO BE CONTINUED]