He raised his mug in acknowledgement, and did indeed guard her spot until she returned. If he watches her stretch, admiring the form of her body, well, he did his best to be discreet. She was an interesting and lovely woman of her kind, if taken if he had heard her right. Still, he could admire.

He shifts his chair to better face her when she returns, nodding his thanks for the new round of drinks. He grins fiercely at her, eyes blazing at the notion of learning something new, especially a game.

"Yes, let's. So, how do I play this Wicked Grace?"