[Isidor leads them to their lane but stops to raise an eyebrow, her mouth curling into a surprised smirk.] I never pegged you for a gambling man.

[Still grinning, she sets about changing shoes.] Sure. That sounds like fun. The loser pays for drinks.

[Laces tied, she turns to him and sets her hands on her hips.] Do you want a run down of the modern conveniences?