Cocktail waitresses wear sleeveless black and green minidresses, bolero jacket optional. Dealers revel in the Mormonesque simplicity of white shirt, black pants. The carpet, with its dingy comedy and tragedy masks, mirrors the extravagant fortunes of the folks who tread upon it. However, the pattern had almost faded into oblivion when I first saw it 7 yrs ago. The gaming room is well-lit enough to read in, and it features the same brass and white lights popular in other venues.
Walls are white, some sport aqua trim.
Restrooms have pink tile and marble. The mirrors have etchings of primping Gilded Age matrons, so if you don't like your own appearance, just look at them, instead. Or, just heed the sign recommending the Plaza Hair Salon. Past the downstairs level shops, an imposing mural traces the history of trains from the Iron Horse coursing through the sagebrush wilderness to futuristic snake trains. Through it all, the Plaza still stands proud and tall.