[ You can buy absolutely anything in Vegas, Brad, especially in a world where money doesn't really mean much anymore anyway. Shopping is a solid hobby.

Julie does not seem rattled by his seeds of doubt. She is aware that it sounds crazy, and she also cannot accurately describe the power of Randall Flagg. It's the kind of thing you have to feel, which is why she suggests meeting him; a man who summons his followers by dream, who located his second-in-command by premonition alone, who can invade the consciousness of anyone within a hundred miles is not a man easily conveyed in words.

When they meet, he will understand. ]

It's not the same. Their magic upstairs, it seems more like... you know those movies about that wizard boy and the magic school? Like that. It's not the same at all. [ She did not watch them observantly enough to remember Legilimency.

Julie scoffs. ]

Well, isn't that the point of life? To win? If you spend all your time losin' at everything you try, you're fuckin' worthless. But Flagg, he changes everything. My life with him was.. is better than it ever was before he came along. I have power now.