You woke up and slowly open your eyes to find yourself inside a carriage with other passengers that was in a middle of a conversation, you see a trapper named Trevor, a sophisticated old lady named Isabella, a sleazy Frenchman named Antoine and a man in a black suit named Hel with a twirly moustache. You had no recollection of how you got here but you decided to listen in their conversation.

Trevor:"So you see, she was vexed with me cause she couldn't understand a lick of what I was sayin, I seldom knew why and then she moved on."

Antoine:"Did you love her?"

Trevor:"Oh I don't know, I never even knew her name but I will say this, them vocal intonations and the feeling of her face helped me gather that people are like ferrets."

Isabella:"People are not like ferrets, there are two kinds. Utterly distinct.

Hel:"What would those be madame? The two kinds?"

Antoine:"Lucky and unlucky."

Isabella:"Upright and sinning. Don't be a fool."

Trevor:"You are not the first to lodge that complaint, without grounds-"

Isabella:"People are NOT like ferrets! And I speak not on my own authority but on that of the holy bible."

Antoine:"You misunderstand, mon vieux. We can know each other, to a certain level. But to know entirely? Impossible. Poker is interesting because I do not know your hand, yes, but also because I do not know you. Only your wager, what does it mean? I can guess, I cannot know. Or there is no poker."

Isabella:"Poker is a gambling game! You have pursued a life of vice and dissipation, and you are no doubt an expert in such pursuits, no conclusion will draw from such life."