[ Being the habitual gambler that she was, this kind of atmosphere vitalizes Faye. If you happen to look her way, you may catch a hint of elation in her expression. That is... until she's made her rounds with the machines and winds up enduring so much loss that she decidedly sticks to dawdling at the sidelines of others. That includes the crowd that formed earlier around him -- except that she had turned away within seconds of envy taking hold because damn it that should've been her.
Standing near the roulette tables, she's one of the few that isn't mingling, too busy calculating her own ways of cheating the game until a voice breaks through. ]
Huh? [ She looks in his direction and blinks, staring until his question registers. ] Oh-- no. Not me. Guess my winning streak has worn off or something. [ She grumbles that last part. Not that it was ever in play, to begin with. She emits an agitated sigh and casts her gaze back on the game.
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Standing near the roulette tables, she's one of the few that isn't mingling, too busy calculating her own ways of cheating the game until a voice breaks through. ]
Huh? [ She looks in his direction and blinks, staring until his question registers. ] Oh-- no. Not me. Guess my winning streak has worn off or something. [ She grumbles that last part. Not that it was ever in play, to begin with. She emits an agitated sigh and casts her gaze back on the game.
... Wait.
She looks back at him again. ]
Hey! You're that guy from earlier!