I was slightly side-eyeing Mr. Cuervo but it seemed like he was in a celebratory mood more than anything. However, this game we've just played was the one I exerted myself the most and it seemed like the reward for it was forgotten.
It's just that asking for it now was a little too much on my part—but regarding how things were playing out—everything that was occurring was a little too fast.
But I had to poke the bear a little bit.
I hovered a few centimeters right next to Mr. Cuervo as I whispered, "So... I still get my day rate for this, righ— Ack!"
Mr. Cuervo managed to sneakily elbow me on my side with an amused expression but the look on his face when his suit got stained was fucking priceless. He never looked so panicked that his jacket now had tiny bits and pieces of rotting corpse meat, and all he could do was to take it off, turn the sleeve the opposite way, before hanging it on his arm.
With that said, the newlyweds were still sucking each other's faces off and they only stopped when the 'priest' looked at them weirdly.
"AND THAT SETTLES IT! LET'S ALL WELCOME OUR NEW MARRIED COUPLE! MAURO AND ELSA~!!!"
As soon as the priest shouted at the top of his lungs, the already noisy crowd took it another step higher and completely drowned out the music blasting through the speakers.
The uproar continued for tens of seconds and to my surprise, the place where the shipping containers were placed was now replaced with an elevated platform—a little bit higher than the ones already put up—and I assumed it would be the place where the newlyweds would sit.
'The production value is insane... who're his workers?! They're fast as fuck!'
At this point, the couple was made to face and give thanks to everyone that attended their wedding but as of right now, a multitude of gifts was being brought onto the platform built for them.
They gave everyone a bow and a wave before they were escorted to their spot but Mr. Cuervo made the rest of us stay put while he put on his earpiece.
We waited for a few moments before the couple was sitting pretty and that was when Mr. Cuervo took the stage once more.
[This is really a monumental day! I'm so happy! I'm so happy but we weren't even done! Once again, a round of applause for Mauro and Elsa!]
I didn't know how many times they would be applauded at this point but Mr. Cuervo soon got to the part I was waiting for.
[Thank you, everyone! But before we continue, let's not forget what rewards await the Ishiyama Family! I've noticed that they've formed groups but I'll let them decide how to split it all up! Behold!]
Right at this moment, I heard the whirring of the machine below the stage—that was responsible to bring anyone or anything up—but the item— or should I say items that were brought up, was something that I tried to break into earlier.
Tall and wide, big and small, compact but sturdy, the items that were brought up were a multitude of safes where a couple of them I was using back home.
'That's why the pair with us wanted a small cut... I guess Mason's bling is more important...'
I was deep in my thought but Mr. Cuervo spoke up once more.
[If you don't already know, the one responsible for the last game was the Garcia Family! You can't run a successful casino without a proper place to store your winnings, yeah? Was the vault obvious or nah? I know, I know, they should be the ones presenting the rewards but their representative is a little shy, you see?
"..."
Well, the way to our rides was a little awkward but it didn't stop there when we came upon Ibarra and Natasha doing the dance with no pants inside my fucking Raptor. If it wasn't for Mason's things under the seat they were getting it on, I would've let them do it for hours.
I was just about to knock softly but Quinn and Tatiana started to bang on the window.
"HEYYY~! GETTING COMFY THERE, I SEE~!"
"SAVE SOME FOR THE AFTERPARTY! WHY ARE YOU TWO CHECKING THIS RIDE'S SUSPENSION AT THIS HOUR?! HAHAHAHA!!!"
The look on their faces was fucking priceless but the nail in their fucking coffin was when I handed Ibarra a couple of popsicle sticks.
"Huh? What's this for?"
"Dick Splint."
"Dick— AHHHHHHHHHHH~!!! I SAID WE DON'T TALK ABOUT IT!!!"
"THIS IS SO EMBARRASSING~!!! I'M SORRY, ALRIGHT?!"
We got another moment of chaos thanks to yours truly but it didn't take long before I fished out the 10mm and the chain I took from Mason. I gave them to the pair from the Garcia family and they promptly thanked us before excusing themselves.
With that said, I was told that my change of clothes was already in the room prepared for us, so we left Ibarra and Natasha to their own devices.
"Wipe the seats after you two are done, okay~?"
"J-JUST GO, OKAY?! WE KNOW! WE KNOW!"
"HAHAHAHAHA!"
At this point, Tatiana was the one who led the way to our room but Quinn was still following behind us. I was giving her side glances from time to time but she would just stare me down while shaking her head. However, she finally had her limit when I was about to open my mouth.
"I GOT A ROOM HERE TOO, OKAY?! I'M NOT GONNA WALK BACK TO OUR ENCLOSURE SO I COULD GRAB A CHANGE OF CLOTHES!!! YOU THINK I WANNA BONE YOU WHILE I'M COVERED IN SHIT?! YOU JUST CAUGHT ME OFF GUARD LAST TIME, OKAY?!"
Tatiana quipped, "So, I get to do him alone? We still got 50 minutes or so."
I almost tripped on the floor, "Wut?"
Quinn was surprisingly out of words, "I— Ah— THAT'S NOT WHAT I—"
'Can I just clean up somewhere peacefully?!'