So it's now wednesday morning (I think) and I'm clearly still on east coast time. Slightly hung over but pretty much fine. Brandy is half asleep and stays in bed and I venture down to the casino at the Plaza to continue my attempts at some winning blackjack. Table minimum is $10. The casino is relatively quiet with no Jazzies racing around unfortunately. There is some roulette action which clearly has been going all night. I sit at the BJ table solo. 6 deck game, fairly liberal rules-DAS, RSA. One interesting hand was when the dealer dealt me A7 against an up face card. I signalled for a card but she ignored it and then turned over another face. I mentioned to her the error which she quickly realized. the pit boss was called over and the dealer drew the next card to show what would have occured but for the dealer error, a face card. we all recognized the outcome but the younger female dealer did seem like she felt bad, likely thinking I was ticked off. This was obviously due to her not being able to see my ugly mug. I then pulled down my mask briefly, smiled and said I am absolutely not mad in the least and chuckled a little. She appreciated what I was trying to convey and play continued. Overall it was a fairly choppy game. I was joined by one of the roulette players who enjoyed fist bumping a little too frequently. I'm talking like fist bumping when winning with a dealt 19 against a dealer's dealt 18. like yea fist bump the BJ's and monster double downs, but not the average wins. Played for about 90 minutes and finished up around $40. Ventured over to the simply named Coffee Bar. Being into coffee it was nice seeing they had a gorgeous La Marzocco machine which are the industry standard. I ordered two lattes and was even happier when I realized the man working knew how to not burn the damn milk It was now around 730 and Brandy and I were taking a lyft over to the Wynn for breakfast at Tableau.