Brynn looked around the table and then realized they were waiting on her.  She picked up her empty glass and frowned at it, then raised her eyes to George.<em>Nice host</em>, she thought before pushing her chair out and walking over to the minibar.  “I rarely kid around, George.  When I told you to just give me the bottle I meant it,” she said as she plucked the bottle from the minibar and returned to her seat.  After pouring more champagne into her glass, she picked up the deck of cards.  The top card went to the bottom of the deck and she flipped over the next card:<br/><br/><strong>6 of clubs</strong><br/><br/>Brynn looked up at Robert, “Looks like you have the win, Rob.  Can I call you Rob?  Or are you one of those people who don’t like their name shortened, hmm?”  She took another sip of her drink and without waiting for Robert’s reply, burned the next card and peeked at the following one.  A smirk played on her lips and then turned into a full laugh.  “Way to go Claire,” she said before flipping the card and tossing it onto the table:<br/><br/><strong>10 of Diamonds</strong><br/>