"Oui, Guiliano," she giggled. "You had better stop me before I develop a world-crushing gambling problem!" Gabrielle briefly wondered if maybe she *could* develop a world-crushing gambling problem, but concluded that she was too pretty.
As Guilian looked at her, she felt examined- like he was pulling more out of her reactions and presence than the average, lust-driven boy. Maybe he needed somebody...
"Perhaps cards or..." the girl had only begun making a suggestion when something else more interesting popped into her head. "Guiliano, can you do card tricks?" It was as if Gabbi's mind was a light switch, blinking right into something else. "My grandfather did many absurd and wonderful things to impress my Veela grandmother, including Muggle parlor amusements like that." She paused, worried that Guilian did not care to hear such a mundane story. "Ehm... Not very interesting when you can do real magic, I suppose." She liked them, anyway.