Rose accepted the bag, spiriting it away behind the bar. "I'll take good care of it," she said lightly, patting it. Yeah, she'd take care of it, and it's be a few bills lighter by the time he left. Not that he'd notice. 

She poured the rest of the drinks, distributing them to all who had ordered, including the newcomer. "Y'know, handsome, we've got real tables," she answered, nodding to the green felt poker table over in the corner. She cocked a hip, raising her eyebrows and grinning. "I can deal, if you like. Real fair game of Texas Hold 'Em."