They watched Ethan step back from the table, trying to look calm.

“He’s really into it.” Robi’s voice cracked.

“You don’t gamble?” Angelica asked.

“Yeah, I’ve gambled. I’ve lost everything and tried to get more to make it all back.”

“I couldn’t do it.” Angelica sighed. “I just couldn’t lose money like that.” “I’ve lost money. Shit, it wasn’t that bad. It was just stupid.” Robi sat forward, his cheek lightly against the stucco pillar. “I lost $3500 on Blackjack. I just didn’t know when to go to bed.”

“I don’t get it,” Angelica tilted her head.

“It’s just…you’re there and you believe that you will win. It’s incredibly real. It’s faith.”

“Sounds like boredom to me,” she replied.