"Still sore, little brother?" There was no hiding the amusement in Alex's voice as she lifted the open bottle to her lips, taking a pull of the warm scotch as easily as she had her wine just a few minutes ago. "They're terrible for your health, there was no reason for you to get so verklempt when I was only looking out for your best interests."
After setting the bottle down, Alex pulled the bottle cap closer to her, spinning it between her fingertips.
"Bragging rights work well enough. Information is easy enough to acquire by asking the right people or hiding Jamie's hand sanitizer. Anything in particular your partner should know in why you might not be in to work for a bit?" A stab at his pride, another to a topic she had not yet truly begun to scrape. As her excitement with the game grew, the quicker the movement of her fingers gave her away before her hand slapped the cap stationary beneath her palm.
"Face up, you go first, face down, I get first go. Ready?"