"Well, it sounds simple enough," she said as she moved around to the other side of the coffee table, sitting next to it with her legs folded in front of her. As he continued to explain, she dealt the cards out, quickly dividing the deck into two even piles. "And when we're all said and done..." Isobel continued, picking up her stack of cards and making them all neat and even.
"What does the winner get?" She gave him a look then, a teasing little bat of her lashes as she picked up her glass of Shiraz and took a sip, watching him from over the rim of the glass. At this rate, she'd be hungover tomorrow at work, but really, it was quite worth it if this was how the rest of the evening was going to go.