"Shit, I've ruined your streak then, huh?" Richie asked, suddenly uncertain. Just because he wasn't taking it fully seriously didn't mean it wasn't there. He just wasn't offering free tarot sessions to work out people's lives for them. He didn't even have his own life figured out. Still... "I think the game of Life would be more suited," he said with a smile.
It was true -- Richie was pretty hopeful that he wouldn't go anywhere again, and it was best to not think about whether or not some other version of him had said the same thing.
"Get to your meeting. Crack your knuckles because you're gonna need some limber fingers for-- dice rolling, friendo."