Jackpotmans

Sam and her British companion arrive at the main complex of Agenaria. This building is designed like a recreation center in suburban America. From the main lobby residents can go to either the gym or indoor pool. The duo however, travel down one of the many long hallways to a general purpose room. This is a medium sized room that had the look and feel of an office with coarse carpet and blandly painted walls. The room is dotted with various chair circles and at each end was some tables lined with Hors D'oeuvres. There are a little over 30 elderly women in the room conversing. It was a mix of skin colors and body shapes, but they all had one thing in common. Like the duo, father time had given them a very large rear end. Some of the women wore long skirts to cover their butts while others wore tight pants to accentuate it. There were even some that wore booty shorts that looked more appropriate on a sorority girl than a grandmother. Sam, her unwanted companion, and another

Meanwhile, Alex and Clover were one of the diners. It is a medium retro styled diner with a bar at one side with tables and some booths. The smells of burgers, ham, and pies waft out of the kitchen. Some bouncy music is playing from a jukebox hooked up to the radio system. The diner was moderately filled with seniors and a few young servers and cooks. Almost all the seniors were dressed like modern day 20 year olds and switched between acting young and old. There were a few that did dress more age appropriate attire. Alex and Clover make their way into the building. “Why are here, Alex?” Clover asks “To get some lunch.” Alex says, patting her jiggling belly. “We turned into old ladies overnight and your first concern is food?” “You can’t complete a mission on an empty stomach; with the investigating and the gadgets and the...” “Focus, you old biddy.” Clover said, realizing her verbiage. “I’m gonna see what info I can dig up on why all the guests are prunes.” Clover makes her