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You near the Las Vegas Convention Center. Having picked up word of a financiers' convention, Wally and Vermin dragged you here in search of fat wallets. They even managed to pick up a set up fake press credentials.

On your way in, you admire the buxom house blondes draped over all the businessmen visible through the entrance. As you try to get in the door, though, a doorman stops you. "Read 'em and reap," you announce proudly, showing him your credentials.

"Sir," the man says, "Are you sure about that? Those passes are for last week's convention. And it's 'read 'em and weep.'" Red with shame, you slink back into the slick throng of people on the sidewalk.