![]() ![]() Needless to say, we were very thirsty, and decided to go downstairs. I located a waiter, showed him where we were playing, and gave him our order. After more than thirty minutes, I left the machine to find help, leaving my husband behind in case someone did show up. When we couldn't find a serviceperson to request a drink, I asked a manager to help me. ![]() The floor managers appeared surly, very unlike what we are used to. Restrooms are at the far ends, and smoke wafted up from an open area that looked upon the theater entrance. The layout is confusing, basically with two separate areas divided by narrow corridors and an "undergoing construction" feel, making the non-smoking area appear like an afterthought. On a Friday afternoon we spent most of our time in the no-smoking area, which does not compare to the offerings of the downstairs smoking floor. After visiting casinos in Connecticut, Atlantic City, and Las Vegas, I felt that it was time to try some place closer to home.
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