Con made it to Casino Royale in Paris

Con: *Looking for Der Cheif*
P: Do آپ see him anywhere?
Con: No.
P: We're trying to تلاش for him, but so far no luck.
Con: No good luck.
P: Just keep looking for Der Cheif.
Con: *Continues looking* I see him
Der Cheif: *Wins a round of poker*
Con: May I join?
Dealer: Yes sir.
Con: *Sits down*
Der Cheif: *Looks at Con*

Everypony else playing with Con was Jade Green, a yellow mare with a green mane, and the cutie mark crusaders.

Dealer: Alright, small blind is eight dollars, big blind is sixteen. Whoever has the small blind, یا big blind chip must put in the money.
Con: *Pays small blind*
Der Cheif: *Pays big blind*
Dealer: *Dealing cards*
سیب, ایپل Bloom: This was a great idea Sweetie Belle.
Scootaloo: Yeah. We'll get cutie marks in gambling!
Con: *Recognizes CMC* (How did they get to here from Ponyville?)

Five rounds passed. Jade, and Scootaloo were out of money. Con Mane had $11,800,983. Der Cheif had $15,000,000. The yellow mare had $12,987,902. Sweetie Belle, and Applebloom each had $500,000.

Con: *Looking at cards*
Waiter: Drinks, anypony?
Con: I'd like one.
Der Cheif: Don't آپ drink too much booze?
Con: At least it's better then being a ٹٹو that cries tears of blood.
Dealer: Your bets everypony?
Der Cheif: I'll bet $9,000.
Yellow mare: I'm in *Puts in $9,000*
Con: Call *Puts in $9,000*
Applebloom & Sweetie Belle: *Puts in $9,000*
Dealer: Your cards?
Der Cheif: Four aces.
Con: Four queens.
Yellow Mare: Straight flush.
Applebloom: I got one too.
Sweetie Belle: Four of a kind nines.
Dealer: Jade Green is the winner.
Jade: *gets $36,024*
Waiter: *Brings drink for Con*
Con: Thank you.
Der Cheif: Before آپ drink that, why don't آپ try this? *Shows secret sauce*
Con: Sauce? Why would I put that in a martini?
Der Cheif: I know it sounds strange, but it tastes really good.
Con: Alright, *takes sauce, and mixes it in drink*

Con didn't realize that the "Secret sauce" was really a poison.

Con: *Drinks poison*
Dealer: Small blind goes to Applebloom, and big blind is Sweetie Belle's.
Con: *Feeling weird* Deal me out *Leaves table*

In Con's vision, everything he saw was blurry.

P: *Watching game* Con left the game.
Moneybit: He doesn't look well.
P: Mr. Foust, get S for me, quickly.
Mr. Foust: Yes sir. *Runs to get S*
Con: *Gets to his car* P?
P: Con, what happened?
Con: I drank a martini, and I don't feel well.
P: How bad is it?
Con: Death defying.
P: Hang in there. S is going to tell آپ what to do.
Con: Fuck him, I can do this myself.
P: No, he's going to help آپ whether آپ like it یا not.
S: *Arrives* Con, listen very closely to my instructions. First, open the دستانے, دستانہ compartment in your car.
Con: *Opens دستانے, دستانہ compartment*
S: Next, look for a syringe with a blue liquid. That will mix with the poison, and prevent it from killing you.
Con: *Looking for syringe* I don't see any with blue liquids.
S: Keep looking, it's got to be in there.
Con: *Finds syringe* I got it.
S: Now, put the syringe into your chest, and inject the blue liquid.
Con: *Puts syringe into chest, and injects blue liquid*
S: Good work. Now get back to the poker game.

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