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Mike's a predictable guy. On the days he goes to the casino, he shows up around five in the afternoon and stays until ten or eleven. He'll play craps for a while, then spend the rest of the evening in the bar, socializing with whoever can tolerate him long enough to have a conversation.
I would have gone to his house if he wasn't at the casino, but I didn't want to have to resort to that. Mike lived in his parents' mansion and just the site of the enormous house made me want to puke. Three people living in a place that housed twenty, assuming each person got their own room. Much more if you didn't mind sharing.
I was in luck. When I got to the craps table, Mike was tossing the dice with a crowd of people gathered around cheering with each roll. I think this is why Mike plays the game
