Zoya made note of the young man's expressions as she went through the meanings of the cards. She saw his weary old man's smile and nodded to herself. Yes, this one needed the harsh deck, she thought. Sighing softly, she almost regretted using it, but sometimes people needed to hear what they didn't want to hear.<br/><br/>Accepting the coins as he pushed them forward, she called out "Good luck!" to his back as he walked out of her tent. She placed the cards in the deck once more and started shuffling again, awaiting her next customer.