[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=4dffa6]Dr. Dorothy Pender[/color] & [color=8882be]Dr. Fitz Townsley[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://s13.postimg.cc/pbhyy3wgn/ezgif-2-a33e327eb6.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=4dffa6]Location:[/color][/b] Lady Luck's 
[b][color=8882be]Skills:[/color][/b] [color=4dffa6]Perception[/color], [color=8882be]Gambler[/color]
[/center][hr]	Fitz hesitated for a moment, seeing that Jahosafat had called. But he had faith in his hand and Fitz glanced down at it, before setting down his cards and showing his hand. He knew that he probably could have gone all in, but he didn't want to lose the winnings he had just received. From what he knew about gambling, that was a real possibility. Who knew how long it would be before his luck ran out? As from what Fitz could tell, this game was pretty much all luck. The real skill seemed to be in just knowing whether to fold or not. It hadn't occurred to him that there was an element of people reading to it as well. 

	However, Fitz quickly became wide eyed and speechless at the half naked man. He was about to ask Jackie if that sort of thing unusually happened when the man in question came and joined them at the table, clad in just his underwear and shoes. Fitz seemed to have malfunctioned as he tried to understand what was happening. He gathered that he had been engaging in intercourse - but why was he so comfortable being nude, for all intents and purposes? [color=8882be]"H-h-hello..."[/color] Fitz stammered. He then saw the collar. Was this man.... a preacher?! He then looked at Jackie, hopelessly confused by what was going on. 

	Dorothy pursed her lips slightly, only looking towards Atticus out of the corner of her eye. He was currently at his worst, in her opinion. They had a bit of a complex relationship, sometimes getting along rather well and other times at odds with one another, yet Dorothy generally felt the most irritated by Atticus when he was drunk - and when he had just come back after time with some prostitute. [color=4dffa6]"We're playing double handed poker,"[/color] Dorothy said curtly. [color=4dffa6]"You may want to put some clothing on - beyond boxers,"[/color] she then added. 

	Mei and her sister both continued to be rather quiet, and as she glanced out of the corner of her eye, there was no sign of Anisa returning yet. Dorothy couldn't wait for this evening to be over. Rather than relaxing, she had become even more stressed. She much would have preferred a quiet night in her room, working on some word puzzle or another. Or perhaps, given that it was a new ship, figuring out the best way to organize her belongings - or even surveying the new medical facilities. She couldn't help but think wistfully about the evening that could have been. Nothing good ever happened in bars and clubs.