Sorry!
"What's wrong with Go Fish? Honestly, you Canadians are picky." Jacob made a faux-annoyed face, before smiling. He then turned to Ty, with his hands in the air. Very innocently, he answered: "And no, the Champ. I was simply asking. Simply asking!"
So many men. Tetsuo had more or less faded into the background. Travis was fiddling with his Tequila bottle (oh, Emma was going to be so angry with him when he came home drunk off his ass). Ty took a seat. And Julius was deriding them for having wives. Jacob felt pleased and fully satisfied by the company he kept. "Seriously," he said after a moment. "Who wants play Go Fish?"