Elunara found Jordan on the sidelines of the training yard, pouting. "Did last night bother you that much?"
"It's not last night, it's the fact I keep losing." Jordan grumbled. "I don't know why I even try."
"A healthy dose of competitive nature." Elunara shrugged. "That's why you're even in this relationship."
"It'd be one thing if I won every now and then, but I haven't won a card game against him YET."
"Do you always bet on me?"
Jordan shook his head. "We don't always bet. It's just one of the things we do to pass time. Often when you're... occupied."
"Ah." She tapped her chin. "Well, you know your biggest handicap."
"Yeah, but I've been struggling to turn it to my advantage, and it's just not working."
"Alright then. It's Gerald's day off. I want you to get in plain clothes and go over there and tell him to teach you how to play cards."
"That cheat?"
"Gerald may cheat a bet, but he doesn't have to cheat at cards. He's just that damned good. Never bet against him in cards. Most people won't even play him anymore." She shook he head. "If he balks at you, and he will... Tell him I'm calling in that favor he owes me."
"Does EVERYONE owe you a favor?"
"I'm working on it." She grinned.
"What does he owe you for?"
"Chrissy."
Gerald yanked open the door and stared at Jordan. "Man, it's my day off. You're married to Elunara of all people; you should KNOW why I don't want to see you right now."
"Elunara sent me. She told me to tell you to teach me to play cards."
Gerald just stared. "No."
"She said to tell you she's calling in that favor you owe."
"FuuuuuuuCK!" Gerald raked his hands through his hair. "CHRISSY!"
"What?"
"I need you out of the house for a couple of hours."
Chrissy stared at him as if slapped. "What?"
"I'm sorry, sweetheart. Elunara is calling in her favor NOW."
Chrissy blinked. "With JORDAN? Is the rumor true?"
Gerald visibly shuddered. "Gods no. It's over cards."
"Cards? Why do I have to leave the house over a stupid card game?"
"Sweetheart, it's complicated, OK? Please? In revenge, go bitch at Elunara. Or make her teach you something interesting. Hell, I don't know."
Chrissy put her hands on her hips. "Fine. But I'll want a damned good explanation."
Gerald watched Chrissy stomp away. "Ok, why the fuck do I have to teach you cards?"
"Because I have never won against Grogek and its pissing me the fuck off."
"What are the bets?"
"Elunara."
Gerald ran a tongue over his teeth. "Yeah, I can see where that'd be a pain in the ass. Fine, sit down, let me get my decks."
Chrissy stomped over to Elunara's and knocked. Elunara opened the door and jerked her head back. Chrissy walked in and crossed her arms. "Tell me why I had to give up getting my brains fucked out, so your husband can learn to play a shitty card game."
Gerald sighed. "No damned wonder you're losing, you SUCK."
"That's why she shipped me over here on your off day."