Scaramanga turned to the young Captain Turnips.
"What are your thoughts on all-you-can-eat prime rib buffets?" Scaramanga asked disarmingly.
Somewhat surprised, Captain Turnips took a moment to gather his wits and replied, "That depends on 'the where' Monsieur Scaramanga."
"I sincerely hope you aren't trying to trick me" Turnips added for good measure.
"Ahh, of course not," Scaramanga answered silkily, "Its in Macau, at the Casino Lisboa."
Turnips touched forefinger to chin thoughtfully, "Excellent, Dutch-treat then?"
Scaramanga countered with another proposal.
"What about a little wager instead?"
