hey hurry up, lately it's been hard enough

[attitude]

Swindling people wasn't always about the money. Of course, the money was a good touch, and the reason why Faye took to it so much back home, racking up woolong until she could take herself on long, regular shopping sprees. More often than not, though, it was the thrill of being a cheat, with the risk of being caught on her shoulders at every turn. Trying to move that magnetic anklet on her leg just right, trying for nonchalant, so people wouldn't notice the soft thud of dice against the table as they came down in her favor. Not everything she did was cheating, of course. She knew full well that the best swindling happened when it was only an occasional thing, racking up enough truth to make people just slightly too wary to start pointing fingers. She was skilled in these sorts of games, had learned about probability long ago, to the point where even in an honest game of poker, she swept the table more often than not.

So even though all they had to gamble for on the island were mangoes and bananas, she still desperately wanted to cheat some people out of their hard-earned efforts, just to see how they'd react, and if the people on the island were half as naive as they proclaimed to be.

When a man stepped into the room, tall and handsome, a shade of a smile in his eye, Faye laid out a spread of cards that she'd managed to find in the rec room, looking at him invitingly.

"Wanna play?"

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[dreambigger]

"Even if I'd wanted them, I couldn't have had them," Eames explains as he stands, wry for the very idea of him as a parent. Some people are meant for it; he isn't. "Too much traveling for work. Besides, I'm sure you've guessed by now that I'm not the settling down type." It's more credit than he usually gives someone so quickly, but then, that's been the nature of this whole exchange. Gesturing back at the jukebox as he heads towards the door, he shrugs. "If this is the result, I can't say I mind, either."

[attitude]

Couldn't have had them is a phrase that means something else to Faye. A physical impossibility. The way that Earth's population continues to climb, after all, is proof enough to Faye that people have children even in the most impossible of situations, even if it leaves the parents stranded and strapped for cash. But some people can't actually conceive. There are times when Faye wonders if she's in their number. She brushes away the thought.

Right now, even if it's true, it'd be convenient more than anything else.

"Well, I'm not the settling type either," she says at last, nothing more than the slight pause being out of the ordinary as she smiles. "And I still think you're a flatterer, but sometimes I can deal with that. Come on. Let's get shots."

[dreambigger]

"Well, it's like I said, darling," Eames replies, head tilting to the side. While he makes note of the pause, he doesn't think much of it; there are any number of things it could mean, including nothing, and that's what he's inclined to think of it at the moment. Even if they've both been playing, in a sense, that isn't the point here, and from the sound of things, he'll have plenty of time to study her further, find out what makes her tick. "That's just something you'll have to get used to. Shots sounds perfect."