*cracks a half-smile (matching aces) that just as quickly fades; the lines have been dead for weeks now, and the ugly tabloid reports of Glorfindel visiting his house for a "rebound rekindling" probably aren't helping*
*shakes his head* No, there's not a little bit of maybe, there's a no. He's not my type. We're way too much alike. Can we stop talking about this five minutes ago? *flips over his cards* One ten short of a straight. Bring on the jokes, you know you want to.