You have to enter this establishment to understand my definition of real friendly people. A mid-day stop -- driving from Laughlin, NV to Las Vegas -- provided the respite we needed to continue that trek northward through "no-man's land." When we entered, a group of senior ladies were seated around the bar having drinks and outbursts of laughter filled the quaint little place. Asking about chips, brought the house down. Every lady had a $1 chip in their purse, but they were holding out for a big payday. In other words, you would have to kiss one of these gals to get something in return. Even though they were friendly, I think they came with the place when it opened so many years ago. I could tell by the conversation I was not going to pry one chip loose from this gaggle, so I played the six slot machines that wrapped around the L-shaped wall. These machines were the original ones manufactured in the day. Only coins accepted and each line win pays in the tray below. A stroll to be bar gained me access to a coin gal -- a walking lady with coin dispensers strapped to her lower body like a Mexican soldier's bandoleer of bullets. Anyway, a few coins here and there, and I hit all six machines totaling a $12 return on a $2 investment. Not bad. When I took my loot to the bar, I was shamed by all the brightly-clad ladies for being a "hit-and-run" bandit. Who knows what would have happened if I won a big payday...probably would not have made it out alive, or with my loot. As I was leaving, the ladies said, "You'all come back, you hear!" Turns out these group of ladies were brush pilots who live nearby, and they fly in for breakfast and a drink about twice a week. Really, the place has charm, but I would hardly call it a casino, but a lonely hearts club. I saw the $1 chip, but left empty handed. They don't play table games there anymore, and have not for some time. However, I did get some matches.