An account of Jeeves' trip to Las Vegas latterly in the service of Mr tikay.

It had been a long time, and I wasn't sure whether I should approach my erstwhile employer to see if he needed assistance on his annual trip to Las Vegas that I assumed he would be taking.

In the end I decided not to disturb the Duchess of Sussex and her new husband and ask them for a month off. After all this was a relatively recent appointment for me and even though I was soon tiring of conversations that began

"Did you see me in series Seven of Suits, Jeeves?"

pause, an imperceptible nod from me, after all it formed a fair part of my interview research a few months ago

she continued "the one where we are afraid that Michael will be discovered so we work with Harvey Specter to distract Louis Litt?"

I almost replied "the same as every other episode then?" but discretion got the better of me. Thirty years of training had stood me in good stead.

but then, out of nowhere I acted on impulse. I left a note to Meghan,and hoped news that I was taking a month off wouldn't mean the former Ms Markle would lose too much of her Sparkle.

So i found myself on a flight from Heathrow to Nevada, working on the assumption that my potential employer would be at the Rio, either playing or in the media room the next morning. I planned to ambush him, insist that he would need my help, and the rest could be worked out from there.

I walked into an empty media room at 5am. Looked back row far left and saw a laptop, a latte and a few other accoutrements. Seemed my hunch was right. I sat down and waited

I heard him before I saw him round the corner.

"Yes kevmath, Daniel is wonderful, I love how he has worked on his game to keep up with the high rollers. Has now earned $39,859,456 in live tournaments you know. The Stars group is wonderful. I have thought that for a good few weeks. More rake is better you know?"

The gentleman he referred to as Kevmath was subtly backing away, with the air of someone likely to be stuck in this room for the next few weeks and Stars' newest advocate.

Then I saw him. A slim visage somewhat changed from a year ago. Even better, not a pineapple or beetroot in sight.

Then he saw me

"W-W-What are you doing here?"

"Morning Master, I was hoping that you would need assistance for your stay. I have brought you this blue cap as a gift"

Master looked non-plussed.

"W-W-Why would i need a faded blue cap, Jeeves? I am going to be inside a casino for the next six weeks. Not going to see daylight"

"Sorry sir, I hope I may nevertheless be of some assistance?"

"Possibly Jeeves, I am on a diet and need to keep on the straight and narrow you can help me with that. Got to do daily reports to someone caled Mr Amaya too. You can help with that. Got to learn something called hold em fold em too"

He shook his head. Life was probably simpler, i thought to myself, when he was playing 1p-2p PLO8 of an evening with Brits, whilst dealing with forum queries on the absence of freerolls at 3am on a Monday.

"I suppose so Jeeves"

He paused and turned to get his camera "You can start with this, i still can't take a photo in focus"

"Yes sir".

"Sir?" I proferred as he sat down taking a sip of his latte whilst fondling his packet of ryvita which seemed to come straight out of a hand luggage bag..

"I have two complimentary tickets to Peppermints tonight. A nice man gave them to me out on the sidewalk. Shall we..."

"JEEVES!" he cried....

but I knew I had a whole day to break down his resistance....