The more Hawke speaks, the more Asher wonders if they're secretly related. He doesn't even know the other man's name but he sure as hell likes him. Perhaps, depending on how this round plays out, he'll introduce himself. Or buy a round of drinks, if things go well. Or both. Likely both. ...Hopefully both.

Asher lifts his cup to reveals five die, two of them fives. The man grins. It's a good start. The man to his left lifts his cup next and reveals another five, taking Asher to three. It's down to Hawke and the woman.

"Two more and I win," he says, more than a little pleased.