Konrad leans against the counter as he listens, voicing the occasional comment to indicate that he is paying attention. "Europe after Napoleon, eh? That does seem rather...instructive," he says, borrowing Regan's term. "I'm all about being a team player. And I'm usually not one to hold a grudge. Maybe I just might find a use for that little tale. You're quite a helpful lady, Hilda. Maybe we aught to get together again under a more private setting to pick each other's brains."
It doesn't seem as though he's being suggestive in his suggestion, but one can never tell. "Let's see if I can think of a story to share. Well, if you've ever been to Las Vegas, there used to be a lot of crime families that ran all the resorts. See, Vegas used to be an entertainment town for all those workers back in the Hoover Dam days. It blew up real fast and soon was making tons of money. It just popped out of the desert outta no where. Wasn't until some of the gangsters in big cities like New York and Chicago realized they could use these big resorts and casinos to use a practice called skimming, where they'd take money off the top that never got counted in taxes. Eventually every crime family had their own guy working the Vegas strip. And they all stayed out of the way of each other cause there was plenty to go around. So as long as everyone got their piece then there was peace. Anyone who made trouble, who stood out, they got buried in the desert. Kind of like a certain someplace nearby. Interesting, ain't it? Didn't matter that they were scumbags or came from different families. Just so long as the status quo was met. Anyways, not sure what my point was with that. I think they showed a lot of that with that movie Casino, with that guy, umm, Robert de Niro."
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