[You tell 'em, Lumine. Anatoli grins, getting up himself to refill his own glass, and Ajax waves his and hands it off to his brother to take as well. It's never been hard to get carried away drinking the spiked hot chocolate, especially on cold Snezhnayan nights.]

You never know, [he says, turning to Aether,] she could have the strongest slap game out of all of us. Far be it from any of us to deny her that chance.

[He looks over to Lumine now, giving her a wink. He'd love to see her beat all of them, even though he wouldn't hold back during the game to try to win.]

A few more glasses should be plenty to ensure we have the best time we can. Drink up, so I can show all of you how much I've improved my skills since last we played.

[Anatoli comes back just as he's saying his last sentence, the same mischievous grin on his own face.

Oh, my dear brother, you won't have it so easy. I've been practicing with the guys down at the wharf. You don't stand a chance. Lumine, play with us. You seem like the kind of person who would enjoy it.]