"It's easy to say that when you don't know what you've lost," Hailey quipped back before she could think to censor herself. But the drinks had kept steady even while they'd played, and even though she wasn't drunk, her tongue was a little looser than she'd like to admit.
Gathering up the money, she tipped the dealer generously before putting the rest in her pocket, discreetly charmed to be much deeper than it looked to the outside. Jaimeson had headed home after folding out of the game, but she would make sure to slip some of the winnings back to him, even if she had to tuck it away in some nook or cranny at his house. "Until next time, babe," she said, downing the last of her final drink before slipping out of the back room to leave the bar.