[The old man takes a look at his Rolex. Okay. A minute starts now. He pulls out his handkerchief to wipe his forehead. A little sweat there. That doesn't take as long as he'd hope even when he takes extra care to meticulously fold it back into place. Twenty more seconds. Well, the kid must have at least gone in one direction. Larry takes up both glasses and leaves the room. No Freddy in sight.
That means he went to the one in the hallway right? Larry takes a long look down the corridor as he passes into the gambling room. Gump says hello. He says hello back with a fraction of the heart. The glasses go on the nearest table. Before he knows it, he's almost sprinting to the men's room.]
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That means he went to the one in the hallway right? Larry takes a long look down the corridor as he passes into the gambling room. Gump says hello. He says hello back with a fraction of the heart. The glasses go on the nearest table. Before he knows it, he's almost sprinting to the men's room.]