"Poker?" Alex sat up and wriggled, forming a rough circle with his uncles. "I played that once..." He leaned back for the rest of his apple and the other half of the roll and cheese, and alternated bites of each.
"We could play strip snap!" It was a brilliant idea, really, and he looked at George, grinning delightedly. "Because, you know, you're not my dad! So you can't object! You're not the boss of me, you know."