She bit her bottom lip trying to not smile as much as she was. It was starting to hurt her cheeks, even through the relaxing warmth that pulsed thru them. She giggled at his statement.
"Yes, yes you drink. A king gives you nothing. Right now you've only got a Dragon high. While I have two of a kind... it's sort of like poker that way."
Tonks sprawled out on her stomach. Since there wasn't much room her hips were tilted back to the point that she looked like a circus act- her feet about touching her head. It may have looked extremely uncomfortable but it was actually nice in the muscles it pulled. Tonks now understood why cats always laid in such awkward positions.
She flipped another card. In a very similar manner as Regulus' card, a king sat perched on his throne. Sighing, she looked up at Regulus. Her eyes becoming a bright blue to contrast her now deep purple hair. "I still have the high cards though. Your turn!"