“Oh, is that so? I don’t get out much, my brother usually handles the publicity of this place, so I’m curious. What do they say Mr. Crouch?--"
The question didn't get so much as the space of a breath of air before Nanny came over, "Crouch!?" Felicity's eyes flickered over to the half hag whose own eyes were filled with desires untold, but Felicity didn't get a chance to let her down gently as the woman was all too quick to continue in a voice threaded with giggles. "Oh my well how is the world's most eligible bachel--" She paused mid sentence as a look of utter disappointment flooded her features and recognition took hold, "Your not Mr. Aldous Crouch."
Felicity had to suppress a sigh at this point as she shook her head, "No this is a Rueben Crouch, and what you get for ease dropping. Now can we continue?” She asked Nanny who decided to go back to her cleaning in defeat. Felicity's eyes moved back to Rueben, "I'm afraid she's quite star struck with him, clips out all the newspaper's pictures of him." She sighed, "Wouldn't happen to be related? Dare say Nanny might think there is hope yet." She laughed teasing of course, it was a rather ridiculous idea. Slender fingers went to work on the cards shifting them about til she flicked a few back and forth between them to make one hand of two cards and the other of three cards.
“Are you a gambling man Mr. Crouch?” She asked setting the deck in the center of the table and flipping the top card over after she dealt them both in. Nine of clubs. She took a gulp of her beer, tongue trailing over her upper lip in an effort to chase down the froth in the aftermath. "The game is Ecarte. Mind you I don't play for coin, so I'll cut to the chase and ante up with a dare. Should I win the next three rounds you'll perform for my show tomorrow night what do you say?" She waited for him to put in his own proposal.
Ecarte was a popular card game of the period using a 32 card deck. Each suite went from 7 to King with the Ace ranked between the ten and Jack.
The question didn't get so much as the space of a breath of air before Nanny came over, "Crouch!?" Felicity's eyes flickered over to the half hag whose own eyes were filled with desires untold, but Felicity didn't get a chance to let her down gently as the woman was all too quick to continue in a voice threaded with giggles. "Oh my well how is the world's most eligible bachel--" She paused mid sentence as a look of utter disappointment flooded her features and recognition took hold, "Your not Mr. Aldous Crouch."
Felicity had to suppress a sigh at this point as she shook her head, "No this is a Rueben Crouch, and what you get for ease dropping. Now can we continue?” She asked Nanny who decided to go back to her cleaning in defeat. Felicity's eyes moved back to Rueben, "I'm afraid she's quite star struck with him, clips out all the newspaper's pictures of him." She sighed, "Wouldn't happen to be related? Dare say Nanny might think there is hope yet." She laughed teasing of course, it was a rather ridiculous idea. Slender fingers went to work on the cards shifting them about til she flicked a few back and forth between them to make one hand of two cards and the other of three cards.
“Are you a gambling man Mr. Crouch?” She asked setting the deck in the center of the table and flipping the top card over after she dealt them both in. Nine of clubs. She took a gulp of her beer, tongue trailing over her upper lip in an effort to chase down the froth in the aftermath. "The game is Ecarte. Mind you I don't play for coin, so I'll cut to the chase and ante up with a dare. Should I win the next three rounds you'll perform for my show tomorrow night what do you say?" She waited for him to put in his own proposal.
Ecarte was a popular card game of the period using a 32 card deck. Each suite went from 7 to King with the Ace ranked between the ten and Jack.