He tilted his head, listening after she spoke. "The storm is slowing." He walked over to the window. "I don't like picking, why don't you."

"What? No. I picked the first game. That means you have to pick the second." ¤ She poked him moodily, walking to stand beside him at the window. She stared out into the storm. ¤ "Its only fair."

He stuck his tongue out at her. "Well I didn't ask if it was fair, I asked why." He smiled and walked into another room, surely there would be a game of some kind. He ruffled through a drawer and found a deck of cards. A triumphant "Yes!" was said as he walked back. "I got one." Like a child.

¤ She giggled. ¤ "One WHAT?" ((I love how he still doesnt know her name and doesnt find that at all troubling))

"A deck of cards don't be silly." He waved it in the air and began shuffling it.

¤ She walked over. ¤ "Whats your favorite? No- wait- let me guess- Go Fish."

"No. War." He smiled. Going for a second shuffle.

"Ah. Even simpler, huh?"

"You know the rules then?" He shuffled continually. "Uker is fun too." He grinned.

"Euchre? I dunno the rules. War, though? Easy."