To Merri: "She's my older sister, yeah." The response was surprisingly curt (perhaps something to do with the fact that he and Drake still hadn't discussed that particular matter), but Rictor smoothed it over with another smile, a layer of amiable affableness, and an immediate shift of the topic to the other subjects brewing in the air: their food, their beverages, Drake's overly-sweet fruity drinks, a male stripper, and best of all, the prospect of a game.
Piling two pieces of pizza onto one of the paper plates he'd brought, Rictor leaned back in his seat. He'd learned several varieties of card games over the course of his travels, and he didn't doubt that Ari knew some of them as well, but there was only one game that came first to mind and which he felt assured everyone would know: