The author of 'The Subject Was Roses' here turns his attention in this play to that fascinating arena of romance and broken dreams known as Las Vegas. The title is a trenchant comment on both gambling and love. The scene opens with a piano player and a chorine entering her apartment shortly after meeting two lonely wayward souls adrift in the world. He, it turns out, is a compulsive gambler just biding his time till he gets the bankroll with which he plans to make his fortune at the wheels, while she has a fixation about unattainable men. While he is waiting for his kitty to grow and she is waiting for her married suitor to come and rescue her, they both fall in love. When the suitor finally arrives, she shows him the gate; and when the kitty finally swells to $3600, the piano player loses it quickly only to hock his watch, start over, and amass the bundle he always knew was his. A fond and humorous romance.