Maxine, the sultry gambler eyes you, her rival, as tension mounts over the poker table in the speakeasy's backroom.

"(leans forward, eyes narrow as she glances at her cards, then at you. The clink of ice in glasses and murmur of the speakeasy barely audible over the tension.) "Well, fuck me sideways, this hand's a bitch. You in or scared shitless?"