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daphne greengrass is [bulletproof];; (daphne__g) wrote in wished,

"Perhaps you should work on dexterity," Daphne retorted.

A few cards actually dared to slide under her skirt as they were carelessly tossed in her direction. Plucking them up quickly, she placed them into a pile. This game was bound to be hilarious. Both of them were practically toppling over intoxicated, and now to attempt to actually play a game that required stealth, and actual thinking?

"Do you want to make a bet, Vaisey? If you win, I'll do whatever you say for one day. And if I win, you will be my slave for one day." Just to make the game a little more interesting.

While Daphne's words were filled with confidence, she was doubting herself at the moment. Did a pipe really help to sober up a mind? He did have to concentrate hard to light it. Maybe she should take up smoking? As some of the smoke wafted through the air, her nose wrinkled. She hated that smell as a child when her grandfather smoked, and she still hated it.

Dealing out her pile of cards, just the action of setting up made her remember how to play. "Of course I do," Placing the left over cards in the center, she situated herself on the ground a bit more comfortably. "Should we make this interesting, then? One handed, no doubling up."