Blackjack Pizza Dallas Novels & Stories

Unfortunately, while they wanted to ride the ferris wheel again, the line was far too long for them to even consider it. Mrs. Vera and Dillon wanted to check out damn near every shop they came across. Mr. Jack and Tony would stand outside and smoke at many of them, too annoyed with the tight spaces and crowds inside. For dinner, they ended up with a unanimous vote for Mack's pizza for the second time that day. That time, they got a sausage, egg, and cheese breakfast pizza and a pepperoni pizza, then went to Dairy Queen for blizzards after. Of course, Tony got a cotton candy one, while Dillon went for a salted caramel cheesecake one.

“Well, you’re with me now and I’m going to give you anything you never had before. So, what looks good for you?” I looked at the menu to see that was a pizza named Bianca with spinach and grilled chicken. The reason I see that it’s called that is the pizza has white sauce and not the regular red sauce pizza will have. There is also a meat lovers pizza with Sliced homemade meatball, sliced Italian sausage, ham, pepperoni. Yes, I want to try them both. I’m also hoping we can order some mozzarella cheese sticks, and also some chicken wings. I’m not sure how long I was staring at this menu, but I start feeling Asmodeus kissing my neck. “Did you decide what you want?”

“Hello, Miss. I'm Delana from La Vida restaurant which is located at Birmingham Square, block C-11. I wanna confirm ownership of a black card with card number 003-0033-00. Furthermore, I'm afraid this card will change hands from its original owner.” Everyone heard Delana talking to someone on the phone. Meanwhile, Stella looked nervous. “Miss, please sit down! Don't think too much about it. I will handle this matter, Miss,” said Bastian. He shifted the chair that was right on Stella's left side. He motioned for Stella to sit there. “Okay, Bastian. I'm truly disgusted by that haughty waitress.” Stella sat down gracefully. She wasn't concerned about the many eyes staring at her.

That does bring a small smile to my face. Dallas owns the Bizzy Bee Bakery and Diner here in our small town in Minnesota. She moved here a few years back and has really taken what was the old craft store and made it into a chic diner that’s always busy. I do not have a clue what she puts in her cakes and dough for the bagels but they’re so damned addictive. I can never get enough of them. I guess I will need to eat and seeing Dallas will cheer me up for sure. She’s a few years older than me and I like to think that us Girl Bosses will stick together.

Preslie grinned as she looked at herself through her phone camera and powdered her nose. "Preslie." Finally, Preslie sighed and looked over at me. "Yes, Eliza." "Why are we at Pab's?" I stared out the car at Pab's Pizzeria with the most lifeless look on my face I think I've ever mustered. I knew Dallas was here because he had invited me and I rejected the invite. "To eat some pizza?" Preslie shrugged as she placed her phone and wallet in her purse. "I figured you might be hungry."

Lucas turned to the dealer, “can I get fifteen million Kenya shillings chips?” “Same as for me,” Maina added as soon as the dealer nodded in convention. The dealer moved to the counter and gave instructions to the attendant who handed two trays full of chips worth fifteen million each and a PDQ. He placed the chips directly in front of the players on the poker table and handed each of them the PDQ’s in turns for them to swipe their cards. Interestingly, with there shady business, they were both owners of black cards due to the many umbrella companies they owned.

They were all inconspicuous to him. "Give me ten pack of pizza, and eight milkshakes." He ordered. The attendant nodded, and quickly packed up the pizza and milkshake, on the counter. She made calculations and turned to him. "Everything is one thousand dollars." She informed him, and packed the milkshake in a big nylon to make it easy for him to carry them. Xavier gave her his card, she debited his account, and gave him back his card. He carried the pizza and drinks to the car. He sat down, and the Pablo drove off.

What he'd seen on the street and what was printed on that report added up to the same thing. He shoved Sabrina off him, hard. She stumbled two steps. Shock bloomed across her face. Dante walked straight to the cashier's cage. The server's tray shook as he got close. He leaned down and picked up a black chip between two fingers. His shirt cuff was white under the chandelier. The knuckles holding the chip were rough with calluses—the kind you get from years of handling a gun, or cards. Cold, hard, quiet. A black chip in the Vegas underground meant no-limit obedience. Half a million dollars.

"I found this Korean Domino's shop nearby. They just opened and people were already flooding day and night. So, I tried their pizza even though the flavors were quite peculiar and very unusual." Zoey sat beside Sebastian and watched him open the five boxes of smoking hot pizzas. "This is black angus steak, korean sweet potato, black tiger shrimp, fire grilled steak and star chef signature." "Wow." Zoey noticed the paper bag beside Sebastian. "What's in the bag?" "Ohh, these. I bought cup noodles of ramen. I was suddenly craving it." Dionysus sat at the couch parallel to Zoey and Sebastian with an obvious frown in his handsome face. "What are these, Seb? I told you to buy a decent meal. Zoey

I peer at him over the top "It's a pizza restaurant. What do you expect?" "Healthy food, baby. I expect healthy food" "They have vegetarian pizza. Would you like that?" "It's delicious," the waitress says coming out of nowhere "The few who've ordered it have said it's the best they've ever had" "Then I'll..." "No, you won't" I shoot him a glare then turn to the waitress "We'll take the pepperoni with extra cheese and large fries" "Anything else?" "Cold beer" "And you sir?" She turns to Dante.