Lucius smirked, although he didn't wear the expression for long. Knowing that he had won a victory and Rodolphus had lost for the moment was all he needed, and he nodded to the new player with the fire whiskey. "Another swallow of that would keep you warm. Otherwise you have fifteen minutes. If it takes you less than five I will personally give you 20 galleons." Lucius said with a laugh, offering a free hand to Rabastan, as if to shake on the deal. "I've no doubt that I'll have to hand it over to you at breakfast tomorrow morning."