Seventeen Black!" the croupier's call echoes across the pit. Dejected betters turn away and search for more fertile tables. Ladies, each with her arms wrapped around a gentleman's, kiss their companions with a wish of "better luck next time." Then the croupier takes the ball in hand and the wheel in the other, ready for another spin.

A night in Vegas? A scene from "Ocean's Eleven"? No, it's the Hunger Action Committee's annual Casino! night.

Instead of coffee and assorted colors of Powerade, plastic cups were brimming with yellow, green and lavender chips representing each player's winnings.

While the mezannine was a veritable hotbed of triumph and heartbreak, the rest of Valentine was anything but that. The annex was a dance floor featuring sophomore Casino! performers Doc Scanlon's Rhythm Boys, who ran the gamut of crowd-pleasers from "Sing, Sing, Sing" to "In the Mood."

While the College's minors were relegated to the likes of Coke, Sprite and virgin daiquiris, those over 21 were welcomed into the champagne room, which featured, among other things, no sex.