A flash of white teeth was her only response to the stakes being upped next time, instead letting herself get into the game and the surprising fun that came out of it. Her pile was growing quite happily until their first set of cards that matched. Her gaze met his, one brow lifting in challenge. "Princess?" she questioned as she dealt out her three face down cards, flipping over the last but instead of letting it be seen, she pressed her hand down on top of it, that brow arching even higher.
"How about we have a little fun, Ray," Isobel said, taking up her glass of wine for a sip before setting it back down. "Since it's our first 'war' and all, we should make the occasion special. Whomever wins this one gets to request one thing from the loser. You up for it?" Oh, those blue eyes of hers were bright tonight, practically sparkling.