Terry was reading his book and enjoying it only because it was a bad book and he'd had some good wine before picking it up. The issue with being stuck inside with strangers was that Terry had gotten liberal about his wine and beer drinking, in particular when this was all much easier to deal with when he had a buzz going. He put his book down when Belle tapped him, smiling in a friendly manner as she spoke. "Sure, I can play cards," Terry offered, actually a little excited at interaction with human beings.
He was weirded out by the time thing. People from the future, people from the past, all the wrong ages. He was fearing the day a kid showed up claiming to be his. Which was impossible, so far as he was concerned. "What do you want to play? Poker? BS? Go fish?"