Lenny is down on his luck. After a night of heavy partying, his audacious days of conning casinos on the Spice Isles came to an anti-climatic end. Now Lenny is a corpse weighed down to the ocean floor, fated to be dragged along until his bones decay. Or not, if he can manage to use the same divination magic he used to cheat at cards to find a way to the surface.  What will Lenny do if he manages to attain freedom from his watery grave? Well, it would probably be good to figure out what exactly happened on the night he died for a start. There are bits and pieces of what happened left rattling around his skull, but the finer details never made it past his drunkenness. Then maybe Lenny could pick things up where he left off with the femme fatale he was hanging out with before he was wacked. And, of course, he never did get a chance to demonstrate his greatest achievement: the ability to beat the roulette wheel.