[Yenyoji is hunched over a card game with a bot; they're taking turns laying each down on a three-by-three square, with each card bearing four numbers in a diamond shape.]
[The bot plays its last card and she groans, pushing a stack of chips toward it.]
This is the worst. You already know how to win before I even play my hand!
[She spots Chekov, and her tail arches up gleefully. A real challenger. A person who, even if he defeats her, she hopes/assumes will potentially make it interesting. Or funny. Or anything more than utterly silent and unwinnable card matches.]
[The feline lady very smoothly pushes the bot out of their line of sight as she half-kneels on the table. Chips clatter to the floor. She shouts.]