"Hm? No, thanks, I'm good." 

(There was a period in his life when he would have loved to have taken up smoking. It's just that this coincided nearly perfectly with the period during which he was absolutely not allowed to do anything that would damage his voice, and by the time he could probably have gotten away with it he had grown up; cigarettes no longer had that teenage bad-boy shine, and instead mostly just smelled bad.) 

If they're really staying as long as he wants, that might be kind of a while. 

That’s fine; Quackity doesn’t really have anything better to do. 

“You can join Las Nevadas, if you want. We’d love to have you, and I don’t think you have another place to stay yet. Consider this your formal invitation.” He says it casually, as though he hasn’t been leading up to it this whole time. It’s sort of true; on the one hand, if Wilbur is anything like the Wilbur he knows, he’s a dangerous liability. But on the other hand, having this Wilbur here would make the Wilbur he knows so mad that it’d be worth the risk twice over. Get him back for what he pulled with other Quackity. 

"I— indeed do not. I would be very grateful. Thank you, Quackity." 

Score. “You’re welcome. Like I said, glad to have you.”

Wilbur beams. It's only even a little bit a performance. "I suppose I should find out where exactly I'll be staying. And, ah, stop keeping you up here, I'm not sure how long it's been—" 

"No worries, man. I don't know if Foolish or Sam made any actual rooms in the hotel yet, but for the short-term there's definitely beds around, and it's not like we're lacking in empty rooms. If there aren't any hotel rooms I'll let them know to get working on that. I think Purpled and Fundy made their own little areas to stay, you can also do that if you want."

Is that a single-person sort of project? He'll have to ask his own Quackity about it—

"—wait, you said Fundy?" Fundy's here? He's alive? 

...Right, yes, that's a sensitive subject. Well, he can't unsay it. "...Yes."

Fucking hell— okay, no, he's being normal about that. Wilbur's time in the mentor's ring left no lasting marks and he has no particular emotions about the outcome of the 67th because he is, despite his quirky tragic backstory, fundamentally a normal capitolite who takes this shit as seriously as they all take it, which is to say not at all. "Right. Okay, cool, thank you for the head's up. I— might do that at some point, not sure if it's a today sort of plan." 

"Makes sense, makes sense." Back down the elevator. "The casino's not finished yet but we've got--let me show you something." They walk up to a wall; Quackity mines a staircase straight through it, into a white room with five lights (four on top of plain red concrete, one on top of a diamond block). There's also a metal box of some sort and a button. "It's just a sample, like I said, we don't have the whole thing up and running yet, but as a sample--" He throws Wilbur a diamond. "Put it in here" (pointing at the metal box) "and click the button."

He does. "You know, back home we call these one-armed bandits?" 

"You a gambler? Or just familiar?" The machine lights up and beeps as it goes between the options; it eventually ends on the diamond block, and three diamonds pop out of the floor. Quackity exclaims and claps. "Lucky! You know, it was just a demonstration, but I say you can keep that. Consider it a gift."

"I am not, but I did a stint encouraging gambling in others." Diamonds get swept into his inventory. "Wasn't as good at it as Quackity was, though." 

Friendly laugh. "Good to know! Didn't realize we had that in common." They can leave, if Wilbur doesn't want to keep going. Quackity puts the quartz wall back behind them. "That's most of what we have complete. There's the Eiffel Tower," (point) "but there isn't much to see there, nothing at the top or anything, it's mostly a decoration. Foolish has a couple projects he's working on. Sam's doing the hotel and the rest of the casino." In theory. In practice, Sam's projects have been--slow-going. Well, it's still way more than Quackity could have made in the same amount of time. No complaints. 

"It's all beautiful, I'll be excited to see it when it's done. Foolish has a construction company here?" 

"Not really a company, but yeah, something like that."

"Fair enough." ...is this a good opening to ask? It's as good as one as he's likely to get, probably. "Do you know what— the other Quackity, my Quackity— has been up to?" 

Quackity's body language closes off a little at that, gets more guarded, more unhappy. Not a lot, but Wilbur's good at reading him.

"He's with the, uh--the other Wilbur. My Wilbur. They've got a little spot across the river, he's there--not all the time but probably about as often as Tommy or Ranboo."

Oh there is something wildly unpleasant about that thought. 

There is something wildly unpleasant about that thought, and Wilbur is not dealing with that right now. Instead he's watching Quackity— unhappy because Wilbur's Quackity was mentioned, because the other Wilbur was, because he's with the other Wilbur, because they're allegedly competing with this Quackity, for some other reason...? 

At least he's nearby. 

"Right, noted." 

Quackity's communicator buzzes; he glances to check it, frowns a little, puts it back away. "Foolish wants my opinion on something, I should probably go check on that--I'll ask about making sure you have a room in the hotel too, if not tonight then soon. I'll be back?"

"I can hang out around here. See you soon." 

He finally checks his own comms, now, and sees: 

Quackity_V68 whispers to WilburSoot_V63: hi!!!!

Quackity_V68 whispers to WilburSoot_V63: you okay? I can come find you + explain stuff if you need

Quackity_V68 whispers to WilburSoot_V63: ?

WilburSoot_V63 whispers to Quackity_V68: Apologies, wasn't looking at my comms.

WilburSoot_V63 whispers to Quackity_V68: Hello how are you! I'm informed you've been here a month?

Quackity_V68 whispers to WilburSoot_V63: weirdest month and a half of my LIFE

Quackity_V68 whispers to WilburSoot_V63: also probably one of the best. being off camera is fucking awesome wil you're going to love it here

Quackity_V68 whispers to WilburSoot_V63: I'm glad you're here I missed you

WilburSoot_V63 whispers to Quackity_V68: <3

WilburSoot_V63 whispers to Quackity_V68: from my perspective I saw you two days ago so there has not been much time for missing yet

WilburSoot_V63 whispers to Quackity_V68: what have you been up to?