[ he can't help but to break out in a laugh when the ghostly hands push things a little too far, even if it is at the expense of his newfound comrade. then again, that's never really stopped him before. ]

I'll come with you. I don't think I'm having all that much luck, there's too many rules to follow. [ the only thing he really knows well is guessing the number the ball will land on, but outside bets and corner bets and pocket bets? it almost feels like it's too generous with the choices. ]

Maybe if there's two of us they won't be so tempted, yeah? [ though as to what they are, it's hard to say. ghosts? it sounds laughable, like a story for naughty adults. ]

I think I saw a shop somewhere over by the bathrooms. Shall we?