They watched his hands, yes. And so had she, which was when she'd figured out that, while there was something going on, that wasn't the best place to look. No, Barry Allen was arrogant in his cheating. He might have been counting cards and figuring out which were the bests hands to bet on or - and she couldn't figure out how because she'd watched his hands until it was bordering on obsession - he could have been cheating by stacking the deck. But there was another way.
She played as normal, chatting with the table and not appearing to pay particular attention to Barry. But while she never looked directly at him, neither did she look directly away. He was always in her periphery. And that was how he caught him.
"A hundred and fifty," she said after a while. She reached over to his pile and deliberately pulled the chips that had been 'added' to it. Stacking them up in a pile next to the tip pile, she finally lifted her eyes to his. Idly, her finger stroked along the top of the stack.
"Not bad, but if your hands are this good, what are they doing cheating me at cards?"
And more importantly, how was he doing what he was doing? She'd seen the change of the stack, but never quite when he'd put the chips in. There was definitely something special about him.
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Date: 2017-05-18 11:56 pm (UTC)She played as normal, chatting with the table and not appearing to pay particular attention to Barry. But while she never looked directly at him, neither did she look directly away. He was always in her periphery. And that was how he caught him.
"A hundred and fifty," she said after a while. She reached over to his pile and deliberately pulled the chips that had been 'added' to it. Stacking them up in a pile next to the tip pile, she finally lifted her eyes to his. Idly, her finger stroked along the top of the stack.
"Not bad, but if your hands are this good, what are they doing cheating me at cards?"
And more importantly, how was he doing what he was doing? She'd seen the change of the stack, but never quite when he'd put the chips in. There was definitely something special about him.