Clearwater Casino

Not at all about coffee, but worth writing about just the same...

Said Noel to Alisa, driving back to Bainbridge Island from Poulsbo, where we ate a delicious, but salty lunch at Voodies: Have we driven by the casino yet?
Alisa: No, why?
Noel: I'd love a free lemonade.
Alisa: Laughing hysterically. "Really? You'd go there just for a free lemonade? and not gamble?"
Noel: Don't shame me. It's not that funny.
Alisa: Oh, I'm so all over this. Let's do it!

I pulled up into the valet area of the casino entrance and pulled over, while Noel casually sauntered inside to raid the free beverage station.

Said Noel to Alisa: You're not going to tell anyone about this are you?
Alisa: I can't keep this to myself. Really, I admire your thriftiness. This is really delicious lemonade, by the way.
Noel: I know, right?...I'm never going to live this down, am I?
Alisa: Snaps Noel's picture on her cell phone camera, leaving the casino with the stolen lemonade. Still giggling, she says, "Nope, baby, I'm sorry, you're not. It'll be on facebook by 6 o'clock."

Unfortunately, the next time we craved a free beverage, I made the mistake of going into the Casino with Noel, whereupon I dropped $20 in about 5 minutes on the penny slots. That's the difference between me and Noel. In the end, the casino got theirs...they always do...