"Hurtful. But fair," Corrie says after a short squint back at him. If Ruby is losing as much money as she's meant to be losing, safe to say Ruby is a poor bluffer.
Anyway, it's less embarrassing than just plain not being able to remember the rules.
"Do you're saying I should drop the poker and start betting on horses instead?"
"I'm here to protect your finances, not your feelings." This is a thing he probably says in his real life, too, and it doesn't sound any better in a game. He does give another glance at her cards. "You'll want to fold soon. Horses are just better sense. More predictable. And I know a guy."
His upstanding barrister character is drifting, perhaps, but even full attorneys must do something in their spare time.
"Do tell," she says, with full rapt attention. As a habitual gambler from a hundred years ago, Ruby was probably used to being surrounded by casual lawlessness, but even she must be delighted at the chance to win more. Make up for her losses, maybe make a little extra, inevitably sink herself worse than ever, ruin the family name, end up marrying some mob boss...
...okay, maybe Corrie was getting a little ahead of herself. At the very least, all that wouldn't happen in one night. Probably.
"Oh, uh, fold," she adds, setting her cards down and waving at the other players. "I'm out. Not enough diamonds in this game anyway."
"Well. There's 16 diamonds." He smirks a little at his own joke, which wasn't very funny in the first place, "But that's probably a good idea." He could take her place at this table a little later, and he is good at poker.
For now, he has a whole fiction to develop, and leans in, to really sell it. "So what do you know about flying horses. It's a whole new game. Huge in California, if you're willing to rub elbows with movie stars."
"I was born to rub elbows with movie stars," Corrie retorts, though 'California' gives her a moment. Shit, that's right: they were in America, weren't they? Oh well, she'd already started with the Posh English bit, now it was too late to change.
"We had a stable on our estate, of course. I used to ride every day." Posh people did that sort of thing, for some reason. "Where do I have to go?"
Lysander definitely doesn't care enough to do accent work, so he'd woven a fantasy for himself that he's visiting from London as well. So the small scoff he gives is just at her ego, not her accent.
"Just don't slough any more of your money off on them. Movie stars have enough. I have an associate in Los Angeles." (People had associates everywhere in the olden times, didn't they?) "I'll give you his number for 100 galleons. Extra fee."
Corrie doesn't need to work at looking shocked. "100 galleons? That's highway robbery, Mister-" belatedly realizing she doesn't know his character's name, she plows on, skipping it entirely. "Doesn't my father pay you enough already without all that?" If Scamander thinks she's going to actually hand over that much money just to play a part, he has another thing coming.
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Re: POKER ROOM: Lysander and Corrie
Anyway, it's less embarrassing than just plain not being able to remember the rules.
"Do you're saying I should drop the poker and start betting on horses instead?"
POKER ROOM: Lysander and Corrie
His upstanding barrister character is drifting, perhaps, but even full attorneys must do something in their spare time.
POKER ROOM: Lysander and Corrie
...okay, maybe Corrie was getting a little ahead of herself. At the very least, all that wouldn't happen in one night. Probably.
"Oh, uh, fold," she adds, setting her cards down and waving at the other players. "I'm out. Not enough diamonds in this game anyway."
POKER ROOM: Lysander and Corrie
For now, he has a whole fiction to develop, and leans in, to really sell it. "So what do you know about flying horses. It's a whole new game. Huge in California, if you're willing to rub elbows with movie stars."
POKER ROOM: Lysander and Corrie
"We had a stable on our estate, of course. I used to ride every day." Posh people did that sort of thing, for some reason. "Where do I have to go?"
POKER ROOM: Lysander and Corrie
"Just don't slough any more of your money off on them. Movie stars have enough. I have an associate in Los Angeles." (People had associates everywhere in the olden times, didn't they?) "I'll give you his number for 100 galleons. Extra fee."
He is, he's decided, a very crooked barrister.
POKER ROOM: Lysander and Corrie