Poker
Continued from New years at Capital Casino...
The hustle and bustle of the place was night and day compared to last time he had been here, the energy notably more palpable. His phone is checked for a message in case Philip was having a hard time finding him him the crowd or had been delayed by new years traffic. Nothing.
Looking up at the approach of the balding middle aged man in grey and blue. "No special occasions only for me." But usual crowd gives him an indication. "Would I be right in assuming you are a regular?" Regardless unwilling to take any one at value in here, they were after all present to play a game based largely in deception.
"I'm waiting for a friend but we were coming out to play so sure why not." A gentle smile to the stranger. "He can join us when he arrives." Whenever that happens to be. "Tips? If your looking to make money at a poker I would say don't play." A gentle jest but as the saying goes, the house always wins.
Finding an table wit ha few empty seats he takes one the gloves remain on as he places his chips in front of him and motions to be dealt in.