[In return, her smile is beams up from a 40 watts to 100. He's so dashing! Good thing he's like a bajillion times too old for her, or her heart might have to skip a beat there. Besides, now she's got one trick of the trade down.
Stan Pines, watch your patootie.]
We shall!
[Clancy has been so kind as to humour Mabel, giving her cards that she quite frankly has no idea what to do with (even after getting involved in a couple games that might have been poker at home, had she not taken many creative liberties). She immediately sorts the cards by alternating diamonds with clubs, and bookends them with hearts and spades on either side. Their company, while mildly ruffled by the newcomer, seem just as determined to win back their chips from Mr. Bond as they are to avoid talking to them. Looks like it's just her and Jimmy in the chatty corner, here. Mabel bobs her head back and forth happily as she waits for her turn.]
So I take it you're some kind of gambling expert around here, hmm? What if someone were to, say.....be interested in learning how to "whoop butt", as it were?
UM YES?? writes that fic tbh
Stan Pines, watch your patootie.]
We shall!
[Clancy has been so kind as to humour Mabel, giving her cards that she quite frankly has no idea what to do with (even after getting involved in a couple games that might have been poker at home, had she not taken many creative liberties). She immediately sorts the cards by alternating diamonds with clubs, and bookends them with hearts and spades on either side. Their company, while mildly ruffled by the newcomer, seem just as determined to win back their chips from Mr. Bond as they are to avoid talking to them. Looks like it's just her and Jimmy in the chatty corner, here. Mabel bobs her head back and forth happily as she waits for her turn.]
So I take it you're some kind of gambling expert around here, hmm? What if someone were to, say.....be interested in learning how to "whoop butt", as it were?