Turning over his cards to show three sixes, Theo swept the pot towards him with a grin. Then he glanced out the window, trying to judge whether it had let up enough for him to head out. Yes, it wasn't going to be fun, but he could make it somewhere, so he figured he'd better take this chance while he had it -- and quit while he was ahead.
"Well, gentlemen, it's been nice," Theo said, picking up the cards and starting to put the deck away -- and his winnings. "We'll have to do this again sometime."
He hoped they'd actually let him call it a day, and not insist on trying to win back some of their losses. Extricating himself from a card game could be a bit risky at times, even without a monsoon on.
can't say good morning without lying twice
