Seth left the Poker game with his winnings, and neartly sidestepped the misteltoe over the door. When he was back, his winnings were gone.
He sidesteped the miseltoe, grabbed a drink from a pasing elf, and continued back into the bar, where he took a seat at the bar. He ordered two vodkas.
A few minutes later, Jeremy returned, a little more dejected, and took a seat next to Seth as the s as me tune as before played.
"Heard you got lucky bro."
"Poker face. All in the expression." He then chuckled. "Ellie pased me a nueral net number of that Hispanic guy who asked you to dance. Here. And he said call if you wanna talk, need a friend, dance..." Seth removed a listening device from his pocket. "Rhis is why you trust me hermaano."
Jeremy sighed as he downed the vodka and asked for as another. "You're an insane moron at times."