POKER! Who: Wes, Ryan, Jackie, Phil, Pete, Janis, Dave Where: A very crowded Barton room! When: Friday night (yeah, predated.) What: Poker night, baby! Warnings: Possible humiliations for losers. Shameless Wes showing off. *insert more here*
It was good to be a witch... or a warlock, whatever... Wes, in the eternal quest to procrastinate what is really important, created some incredible spells that allowed for more room in the twins' already snug quarters. Don't ask how, it's all magikal-with-a-K, but there was room and the cats were even happy - well, not Houdini, but he's surly, anyhow.
And seven bodies sat at the poker table as Wes dealt in a way only he could. The decks sat in the center and flicked cards to the crew.
Wes held his pretzel rod like a cigar in his mouth as he spoke. "Ok, I call Blind Man. Lick and stick, guys." He cast a glance at Janis. "And lady."
**ooc: no, I've played little poker in my life, so I'm winging it the best I can. Oh and post at will, no special order here!