From her usual one-seat, Babs McDerty eyed the kid as he made his home in seat seven. Several times the kid reached into his backpack to produce first an iPhone, then an iPad, and a power cable, and a power bar, and gigantic silver headphones. Quickly the kid pivoted in his chair as if a waitress and a chip-runner should be there waiting.
It was the kid's first time at the Cash Cow Casino. He was used to bigger rooms. He turned back to the table and barked at the dealer. "Can I get some chips please? And a Red Bull?