[Open Post] How many hands of solitaire can a man play here??

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Eames's leg has finally healed: the stiffness and soreness that went with the injuries and afterward had kept him largely out of sight. But he's up and about now and currently, he's sitting in the main room, dealing himself a hand of solitaire, using a deck which the Plothole was kind enough to give him, though he's also found a deck of tarot cards

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[nuns4money]

Have a Nun with a gun, Eames. Eda is bored (as usual) dressed in causal clothes, mouthing a cigarette she means to light. She eyes the table Eames is running.

"Up for a game of chance, are ya darlin'?"

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"Me brain's been going soggy playin' solitaire: I'm up for a round if you are, darlin'," he offers, flourishing the deck in a very flashy "spring"

[nuns4money]

Eda may pull up a chair. This guys a show-off, she can respect that.

"What game ya got in mind?"

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"I was thinkin' a' stud poker, but when you came along, I thought've a hand o' Texas Hold'em," he says, with a teeny little smirk.

He'll accept playful jabs about Australians...

[nuns4money]

"And how you tell that Crocodile Dundee?" She teases.

I know shits all about poker. :(

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"By that roight pretty accent o' yers," he says, exaggerating his own accent to the point that he sounds a bit like a bad impersonation of Steve Irwin or the guy who does those Outback Steakhouse commercials.

We can handwave! I've tried to dun my dad into teaching me how to play, but he's refused, the nuisance.

[nuns4money]

"Really, well thats just a damn shame. I've been trying to cover it up."

It's not 'professional'.

Pet peeve alert: Non-Southern people judging accents as stupid. :|