Later that day, it was getting dark. It was time for them to go home, but they didn't care. Hawkeye, Stylo, Percy, Jeff, Orion, Pete, and Wilson were playing poker.

Hawkeye: Alright, let's start the betting.
Orion: You got it. I'm putting in two dollars.
Percy: *Waiting*
Wilson: It's your turn Percy.
Percy: I'm thinking.
Wilson: Well hurry up.
Percy: Fine, I call. *Puts in two dollars*
Wilson: Fold.
Percy: You were rushing me just so you could fold?
Wilson: I didn't have a good hand.
Jeff: I see your two, and raise you four. *Puts six dollars in*
Pete: I call. *Puts in four dollars*
Stylo: Unfortunately, I fold.
Hawkeye: Well, I'm in. *Puts in four dollars*
Orion: Alright, everypony. *Shows cards* Three aces.
Percy: All I got are two queens.
Hawkeye: Oh wow.
Percy: And, three kings.
Jeff: You enjoy that full house of yours, but I have four of a kind.
Pete: Of what?
Jeff: Sevens.
Pete: Well, that barely beat my four of a kind of sixes. Good job Jeffery.
Hawkeye: Now, wait just a minute.
Pete: Why? You got something better then what Jeff has?
Hawkeye: No, but I thought you'd all wanna see my hand. Which is a straight.
Jeff: seguinte time, get a straight flush.
Hawkeye: Yeah, I'll keep that in mind.
Pete: Hey, I just got a good idea. Why don't we get Gordon to come play with us?
Hawkeye: No, bad idea.
Stylo: He doesn't like staying after work.
Pete: Just call him, and tell him to come play with us.
Hawkeye: *Goes over to telephone booth, and puts in a dime* What's Gordon's number?
Pete: Here, let me do it. *Goes to telephone booth, and puts in Gordon's number* Is it ringing?
Hawkeye: *Listening to phone* It's ringing.
Gordon: Who is this?!
Hawkeye: Gordon, it's me Pierce.
Gordon: Are you going to prank call me?
Hawkeye: No, I was hoping you'd come down to the station, and play poker with us.
Gordon: I don't have to put up with that abuse!
Hawkeye: Nopony even abused you yet. Please, just get over here, and play poker with us.
Gordon: Ah, fine. I'll be down in seven minutes.
Hawkeye: Good. *Hangs up*
Pete: Well? What did he say?
Hawkeye: *Sounding like Gordon* I'll be down in seven minutes.
Pete: That's a good imitation of him, but don't do it around him.

Seven minutos later, Gordon arrived.

Gordon: Alright, so what do I have to do?
Hawkeye: First, the dealer gives each of us five cards.
Gordon: Okay.
Pete: *Dealing cards*
Gordon: When he finishes, then what do we do?
Hawkeye: You have the option of getting rid of any cards you don't want. The maximum amount of cards you can get rid of is three. You can only get rid of four if you have an Ace, but you have to show it to everypony.
Gordon: Okay.
Pete: *Finishes dealing cards*
Stylo: I'm going to take two.
Gordon: Hey. How do I know which one to get rid of?
Hawkeye: You wanna get the best hand you can get. Pete, let me have three cards.
Pete: *Gives three cards to Hawkeye*
Gordon: I'm going to stay with the cards I have.
Pete: Very well.
Percy: I just want one.
Pete: Okay, *gives one card to Pete* Wilson?
Wilson: Three.
Pete: *Gives three cards to Wilson* I'm guessing the rest of you want three.
Orion & Jeff: Yes.
Pete: I'll be damned. *Gives Orion, and Jeff three cards*
Gordon: Then what happens?
Hawkeye: Then, we start betting.
Stylo: But if you have a bad hand, you fold. Just like what I'm about to do. *Folds*
Hawkeye: I'm putting in three dollars.
Gordon: FIFTY DOLLARS!!
Pete: The is five hotshot.
Gordon: Then.. FIVE DOLLARS!! *Puts in five dollars*
Hawkeye: Don't forget the original three dollars.
Gordon: Oh, thank you. *Puts in three dollars*
Percy: That's too much for me. *Folds*
Wilson: I'm in. *Puts in eight dollars*
Orion: I fold.
Jeff: I also fold.
Pete: Yeah, I think I'm gonna fold too.
Hawkeye: *Puts in five dollars* Let's see your hand Gordon.
Gordon: *Shows hand* Royal Flush!
Hawkeye: No way.
Orion: On his first time too.

One hora later, they played mais poker, and Gordon won all of their money.

Gordon: You know what this calls for?
Hawkeye: Don't tell me, alcohol.
Gordon: Yeah. *Brings out bottle of champagne* I've been saving this for a good time, and now I'd like to share it with you.
Hawkeye: Where are the glasses?
Gordon: *Levitates glasses onto mesa, tabela with magic* Here you go.
Stylo: Thank you.
Gordon: *Opens bottle, and pours glass of champagne* This one is for me. *Drinking champagne, then falls over*
Hawkeye: I think he has a zero tolerance for any kind of "good stuff" from 1922.
Pete: Well, I better get going.
Percy: Yeah, me too.
Jeff: I have to go home.

So, everypony except Hawkeye, Stylo, Gordon, and Orion left the station.

Hawkeye: Hold it. I also saved something for a good time. *Shows medical tag* This is what they put on a pony's back hoof when they die.
Stylo: I got a pen.
Hawkeye: *Puts tag around Gordon's hoof*
Stylo: And now we write, retarded, and morally bankrupt.
Hawkeye: *Writing retarded, and morally bankrupt*
Orion: *Walks onto train tracks, then sees a train, and begins to sing* When the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie, that's amore!
Engineer: *Blows horn three times*
Orion: *Gets off train track*
Engineer: *Stops train*
Orion: Need anything?
Engineer: No, just stopping to refuel my engine.
Orion: Well stay there, I'll get it for you. *Runs to fuel pump, and puts it in engine*
Engineer: Thank you.
Hawkeye & Stylo: *Leaves train station*
Gordon: *Standing up* Ugh, what happened? *Walking towards train*
Engineer: *Looking at fuel gauge*
Orion: *Looking at engineer*
Gordon: *Climbs into boxcar* Okay, time to head home. *Grabs keys* Where's the ignition?
Engineer: Okay, the tank is full. Thanks again.
Orion: No problem.
Engineer: *Drives train*

Gordon was too busy being drunk to realize he was on a moving freight train.

2 B Continued