Valkyrie | Klaus
The stage whisper was much appreciated; Valkyrie's smile seemed ready to settle into place as she stood at the table beside Klaus. The man behind her nudged her a bit, and Val managed not to turn around and let the man know just how much she didn't like being jostled.
"Again?" She looked at the stack of chips that were growing and growing. She might have claimed one of those stacks and placed it on one of the numbers. She had at least made sure they were some of the chips that Klaus had put down before touching them. She put them on a number that looked good.
"How much are we at right now?" She hadn't been keeping record of what they had to begin with and how the odds were adding up for the two of them. Well, more Klaus as this was his money, and he'd started placing the bets. Her jaw tightened as once more the man behind her jostled her. She leaned in to honestly whisper to Klaus.
"Would I get into trouble if I crack this man's skull?" It wasn't a very lady like approach to deal with someone upsetting her. "I probably could not make it look like an accident."