Alex rolled his eyes at what he heard come from Mike's mouth, though he wasn't about to call him on it and spoil all the fun that came from his poor strategy. He never assumed his older brother was one for a game of chess, and it was rather obvious in the way he bluntly went about his obvious attraction for their new sister. He would just have to take advantage of the poor game Mike was playing just for laughs.<br/><br/>As he sat, he noticed his dear sister's sudden lack of conversation and almost saddened appearance on her face. While he wasn't entirely sure what was bothering her, he knew well enough that his sister wouldn't let most things bother her, which made him all the more sympathetic. Placing his hand gently upon hers, he gave her a reassuring squeeze as if to silently say that he was there for her if she needed someone to talk to later. He may have been one of the youngest, but that didn't stop Alex from stepping up when his family needed him, which landed him with a bloodied nose on a few occasions. He just never told any of them the real reason he'd show up with cotton stuffed up his nose. Part of being a good man was not expecting praise for good deeds, and expecting consequences for great ones.<br/><br/>As the family piled out of the car, Alex took a moment to nudge Mike in the ribs before whispering in his ear, "Card night? You really only plan a move ahead bro... Not the brightest one at that by saying it in front of the whole family." Before Mike could respond, Alex hopped into line behind Brooke, smiling like a proper idiot, though he didn't care at the moment. "Sure thing dad. Can't say that's a bad idea," Alex quickly chirped, mentally adding,<em>Anything to slow Mike's hormonal buffoonery.</em><br/><br/>OOC: I was actually assuming the same thing Sarah. So no problems with me. Also, I do love that my spell check recognized buffoonery as a word (considering it doesn't recognize my own name...)