"What is that craps you mentioned? It sounds quite vulgar." Watson had no real reaction to the events at the table. He was more interested in playing, than bothering with drumming up interest in the people who were forced to leave the table.
He set his hands on the side of the table, leaning forward a bit while Crowley set things up. He was more than a little anxious, and his expression may have been similar to a child in a candy shop.