Those with a deep understanding of randomness either avoid Las Vegas (and other gambling estblishments) or the own one (or at least they own a floating crap game, on a riverboat.)
Color me poor, but
I bet some day, someone with
stochastic rachets
("Parrondo games") makes
roulette a "game" of the past.
Now, lottery games . . .
... or in the back of the Biltmore Garage, especially if his name is Nathan.