Amos smirks at Bobbie’s words, raising an eyebrow. They often do this, what he considers to be aimless, harmless flirting, but he’s got to wonder how much truth her words do hold, because he knows he would not turn her down if she did come onto him. It’s just teasing, though, a bit of a challenge, just like Alex’s words are. Amos turns back to him, holding his cards without looking at them.

“Yeah, like the last hand? Bring it on, Kamal.”