[This would be the opportune moment to throw the bait. To let him have a win and ensure that he keeps biting-- but she's a greedy little thing, and the glint of the coins in the dark is alluring. So back to the shuffle she goes, weaving the shells round one another over the slick surface till she's certain no amount of observational skill will lend him a hand.
Once more she stops, lifts her hands, and gives him her full attention.]
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Once more she stops, lifts her hands, and gives him her full attention.]
Oh, you've got this in the bag.