<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/OYK7cFa.jpg)</div>Olivia listened as Jaclyn gave her the brief rundown about herself.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">"I'd love to be a fly on the wall during one of your conversations with yourself! I'm a bit of a polar opposite I think. I can't abide books. I mean... I probably could cope with it if it's all I had, but I do find myself being a bit of a busy bee, and I'm more satisfied with it. I did very well at school, went into accounting, and father had a nice job waiting for me when I got out. One thing lead to another, Father was... really well connected, and really drove home the concept of protecting family money. He taught me everything I know, and I won't lie there was definitely some creative accounting that took place on occasion, but he was a gambler. Through and through. He knew not to get to a point where he couldn't afford to lose what he was gambling. At least for a time."</span><br/><br/>Olivia took another sip of her drink.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">"You ever get that feeling where... if you don't feel a sense of loss, a sense of anxiety or fear... that you just aren't feeling 'alive'? See, my father felt that way, and soon the gambling just didn't do it for him anymore. So a few discerning individuals met with him, and I made a few good decisions of my own which landed me at the head of the family business. And... I have to tell you... I never feel that. I never feel the 'urge' to be scared. Maybe there's something wrong with me on some level but... I'm quite happy to do the things I do well, and enjoy them, and I'm not always one for trying new experiences. I can dabble here or there, who can't? But there are some thrills I just don't see myself driven to. It almost feels like risk management is built into my very DNA."</span><br/><br/>Another drink... and a furtive shrug.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">"I have no desire to be that sky diver who's right 99% of the time. You know?"</span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">"Oh and I'd teach you poker, but. It's just... you wouldn't like me when I was done. Poker is one of those games you can master the numbers, and still get caught up playing emotionally and anything can happen. You play it long enough and the odds catch up, I'm sure, but there's nothing quite like doing everything right, getting your money in when you know that only 2 cards in the deck can save them, and sure enough, one of those cards makes an appearance. It can be downright sickening. <br/><br/>Not like chess. Oh no... chess is an elegant game. You win or lose based entirely on your strategy or your ability to foil your opponent's. It's an interesting thing really... people who prefer chess over poker. Chess is considered the perfect game because of how straightforward it is. Poker is considered an imperfect game, for the luck involved. You can do everything right in a chess game, and if you do enough, you can guarantee your win. Poker is... it's different. You can get under someone's skin with a game like that."</span><br/><br/>It might have seemed funny, but in most cases, Olivia wasn't this talkative. She was a listener, assessing and identifying people's weaknesses or strengths, and making her decisions work. She chalked up her enthusiasm for conversation to the fact that Jaclyn really had attracted something in her. Tonight was going to be interesting indeed, and she sure felt sorry for Jaclyn if she truly was tired. The pretty blonde was still a fair ways away from getting any sleep.