Not letting himself be absorbed into the quips and banter-he focused on the game at this point. Watching the swift motions of the woman's arms and hands working the shells all over the table. Squinting his eyes gently as he watched them move. Several wrinkles showed along the lengths near his eyes-showing just a bit of his age as he waited. Paid attention for once.
His face was still a stone visage of joy, smile impeccably there and unmovable. A small chuckle escaping his lips at this point. Raising a single hand to rub his chin as he looked at the three lonely shells, now bereft of hands touching them-as Kat had finally let them go.Â
Brushing his right hand over his jacket-he moved over to the table. Looking at all three shells in turn. Naturally wishing to reach for the middle one, right hand stopping right over it. "THIS ONE!" He shouted and suddenly went for the left one with his left hand, shaking the table with his sudden motion. Flipping the left one revealed...NOTHING!
An empty table was only what was there. He made a small sigh, chuckled softly, and then grinned. "Let me guess, it was the middle one."Â
Then quickly flipped the middle one which his right hand had been above during this period. Revealing a red ball!
"Knew it." Is all he said. Grinning gently as he stepped back from the table. "You've won. Fair Maiden." Bowing his head gently at this point.
His face was still a stone visage of joy, smile impeccably there and unmovable. A small chuckle escaping his lips at this point. Raising a single hand to rub his chin as he looked at the three lonely shells, now bereft of hands touching them-as Kat had finally let them go.Â
Brushing his right hand over his jacket-he moved over to the table. Looking at all three shells in turn. Naturally wishing to reach for the middle one, right hand stopping right over it. "THIS ONE!" He shouted and suddenly went for the left one with his left hand, shaking the table with his sudden motion. Flipping the left one revealed...NOTHING!
An empty table was only what was there. He made a small sigh, chuckled softly, and then grinned. "Let me guess, it was the middle one."Â
Then quickly flipped the middle one which his right hand had been above during this period. Revealing a red ball!
"Knew it." Is all he said. Grinning gently as he stepped back from the table. "You've won. Fair Maiden." Bowing his head gently at this point.
"Running is a good option." -
