"You really ought to. Exclusive pretty girl poker." Eva agreed with a single nod of her head. She closed her eyes briefly before looking up into the sky above them. Distracted for a moment by something that possibly only she could see, or rather only she could care about, it was a moment before her chin ducked back down and she was focused once again in the moment.
She'd been still too long, he was fit yes, but as always she needed to push, to move. "So gambler, going to take odds on what I do next?" Though it might be hard to bet on something even she didn't know. But logic was not the friend of drugs. Eva just loved a good dare. Which was really just a kind of gamble.