[ He's experienced with this — it's good, because cards have never been her M.O. though she trusts her tricks and speed enough to be able to if not quite match Ban, at least keep up.

Nami grins, matching that slyness, their thoughts going along the same lines. ]

Hm, friends, is it? Ah, but a girl and a drunk aren't much of a threat in a card game... right?

[ Or so most would think. She glances towards the back of the room, to a two-table complex that is surrounded by a group of the locals, a pack of cards already on the table. ] Should we ask them to play?