[Lady Gaga Reference Goes Here]

[notpapa]

[It seems once again Bookman has let Tyki drag him off and into a bar, and gotten him drunk. Of course now days it's less "drag off" and more "grudgingly accompany," but, details

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[cardio_swindle]

Tsk tsk old man, if you're not going to play seriously I'll be insulted.

[Tyki knocks back a drink of beer and rearranges his hand, smiling with smug confidence.]

[notpapa]

[Bookman blinks at their antics then shakes his head, gathering up the cards again.]

Works for me. Y'should play, Kanda.

[cardio_swindle]

[Not letting her go--and it saves him from losing the shirt to keep her there, one-handed.]

Deal us in already, red.

[lastnightswish]

[Wriggling some more.]

I did not say I was playing.

[notpapa]

[Dealing out the cards, ignoring Kanda's protests but raising an eyebrow at Tyki.]

S'long as y'actually hold to it.

[cardio_swindle]

So the loser must strip and accept a dare.

[Not saying he'll hold to it, but poor sportsmanship not to. Picking up his cards and letting Kanda go, finally.]

Don't back out now, old man, kitten~

[lastnightswish]

I'm not a cat. And I'm not playing.

[But, she picks up the hand she's dealt anyway, mostly out of curiosity.]

[notpapa]

[Since Bookman's the one who dealt, it should be a fair hand for all of them.]

Y'sure about that? Once y'pick your hand, y're in!

[cardio_swindle]

[He quite likes how much Kanda hates the nickname. The emphasize he reaches over and runs a finger over a lock of her hair without looking.]

Whatever you say, kitty~ [And he sets down two cards to trade in.]

[lastnightswish]

[Scowls and draws her hair over her other shoulder, using her elbow to swat at his finger. No touching! B|]

[SIGH. Fine. Also sets down two cards.]

[notpapa]

[Still grinning as he exchanges their cards, watching Tyki like a hawk as he deals out the new ones. Or a drunken hawk, at any rate. He doesn't seem to mind his own hand so he's keeping it.]

That it, then?