Andi steps through the suite foyer into the main room, and her stride slows as she looks about at the decorum.   She'd expected something like this, but it still was impressive to see in person.  Her face fades into composure and calm as the reality of the game to come returns to her mind and the breezy light humor of Texas Jim is pushed to the back.  The smile he saw was an unguarded and open aspect of her, and that is something she didn't want to allow while playing poker.  Now her mind was set back to business.<br/><br/>Her eyes then trail from face to face of the three women in the room, from Sally to Cynthia then coming to meet the eyes of the woman who seems most likely to be the hostess.  The invitation still dangles from her hand from when she had pulled it out in the elevator.