Room:Game Room<br/>Tagging: Sybella<br/><br/>He looked at his hand, a 8 and a 2, he would win or lose most likely on the first card, and knowing she had a 9 and two cards, odds were good she had a good number. He couldn't but help to raise the bet just a bit higher before he would get his next card and see what would go from there, but after a moment decided not to, to wait, and save that for the second game. He picked up a card, as he smiled, "good keep track, that will be the best way to remember how many days of dishes you will have to do for me," he said teasing her with a smile on his lips.<br/><br/>He picked up the card, and smiled as he got a jack of spades, and put down his cards, "20, do I have you beat," he asked curious as to what she had in her hand, and if he had won the hand or if he had lost the hand, with hsi hand. He looked at her for a moment trying to read her reaction. He couldn't read emotions, but people had ways of expressing themselves, habbits, that once you knew a person, you could pick up a lot on their non-verbal forms of communication without them having to say a word out loud.