Hey, what's going on, Bubba? I know they don't have any dice tables, but they're not very far away!
After you left, me and Boris from Rochester took a stab. I was lit up like a Christmas tree again, and you know what happened!
I will be there this weekend, and we'll see what we can make happen. How about a little number now?! (ha-ha)
See you then, Frankie!
Your friend,
Keith