It was hard not to laugh at that, it was nice when someone played along with her. The handful that did made the nights go by quicker, less like a job and more like a task that also allowed her to interact with--well, not friends. But compatriots, surely.
"A simple, but lucky man? I don't believe it!" She played it up as well, eyes narrowing as if looking for the trick, as if he were a salesman she was skeptical of, "I don't suppose you'd like to prove your luck? A minor gamble, nothing on the table but the satisfaction of winning?" FOr him at least, but watching someone try and compete always told her a great deal about them.