"You don't say, Granger."
I can't see it but I know Dean is glaring at me.
"No, I mean that I only have that one deck. I wanted to teach more lions how to play."
Everything is still a go I try to tell him with my eyes.
He just snorts and stuffs a piece of treacle tart in his mouth.
Colin drops his head on my shoulder. "Yuuup. You really fucked up. Make me your Third anyways?"
"I fucking hate you, Colin."
"So is that a yes?"