I didn't know I was trying to be cute. [ A corner of his lip quirks upward despite himself as he eyes Michael. ] I'll try harder.

[ Rook picks up the three of hearts and discards a jack of clubs. He places down a two, three and four of hearts. Looks good, he thinks, but the rest of his hand is a damn mess, and he's not sure he should've put down one of those cards.

He looks up again. ] Am I supposed to ask what you did to prove your love to your grandmother that made her call an exorcist? I- well, alright, I did ask what you did to be in here, so there's that, but there's gotta be a limit to prying in personal shit.