"Yeah well I'd rather sit in the belly of the Sarlacc pit for over a thousand years, then to be seduced by you," he whispered to her. He wasn't sure if he believed it himself, and a part of him was actually curious... even intrigued by the idea of her trying to seduce him, but he couldn't let her know that. His distaste for her outweighed his curiosity though, and the last thing he wanted was to lose this game, for her to attempt and fail at seducing him, and then for her to lose her ship. Plus he really didn't like Vince, even if Drak knew nothing about him.<br/><br/>He looked at his cards, studying Vince closely. He could see the way Vince was looking at Meena, studying her up and down instead, obviously infatuated with her, but covering it up with his Sabbacc face. They went through a few passes of betting, raising without a thought. Suddenly the cards shifted, something randomly brought about by the droid dealer, and two of Drak's cards changed to lower values, giving him a -8. He watched Meena talk with Vince, peeking interest at them talking about how she got out. He was always curious about this subject, wondering if she got out lawfully or not. However he wasn't surprised when she avoided the question.<br/><br/>Suddenly Vince called Drak's cards, with a new pep in his voice. Whatever the shift gave Vince, it was to his advantage. Drak had no choice and showed his cards, which made him lose the first round, and 60 credits of his 500.<br/><br/>The cards were shuffled again, and they played another round, this time Drak had to fold as he didn't have anything good. He was reading Vince closely, but Vince was very good, and didn't show any tell-tale signs of bluffing. It was making Drak nervous as he lost another 15 credits. Two more rounds passed, one where Vince folded, and the other where Drak won by calling Vince's bluff, winning with an 18 to Vince's 5. Now Drak was feeling good, confident even. The cards we handed out, Drak watched his cards closely and had an opportunity to freeze his two highest value cards, which after a few betting phases worked to his advantage as they changed value to something more advantageous. He was now at 21, almost a Sabbacc of 23.<br/><br/>He looked at Vince, trying to not give away anything. He was starting to get a feel for his opponents signs and gestures. As far as Drak could tell, Vince was now bluffing. Drak raised again, and Vince raised back. Now a good 200 credits were in the pot, and Drak was ready. He called Vince, and Vince looked at Drak carefully. "Let's see them," Drak told him confidently.<br/><br/>Vince grinned, lowering his cards, showing a 23, a Sabbacc. Drak's heart sunk, and he showed Vince his 21. Vince chuckled a bit, "I told you, I'm the best player on this moon. Just when you think you'll have me, you won't." Vince grabbed his credits from the middle of the table. Drak sighed, looking at Vince.<br/><br/>"I'm not sure that's such a compliment," Drak told Vince. "This moon isn't anything to be proud of." Not exactly the best insult, but Drak was still trying to figure out Vince, to see how he could push his buttons. "Tell me about yourself Vince, what made you want to bartend on Nar Shadaa?"<br/><br/>Drak got his next hand, he had a good -13, not the best. He looked at Vince, who's gestures were getting harder to read. Drak looked at his credits, a measly 230 credits left. If Drak was going to cheat, he would have to start doing it now.