She held the deck of cards, dealing the cards for the both of you. Fyodor smiled softly to herself as she dealed the cards, mind games with cards were always a delight. Her eyes staring at the table, internally counting the cards to see if she dealt the right numbers. It was all in good fun, you two were friends. Fyodor took a large sip from her wine as she waited.

"Anything you desire to bet? For the first round we're playing War." Fyodor asked you to bet something. Her smooth accent could trick anyone if she spoke more.