Athos raises his brow, not sure whether he's admired or is horrified by this little show. He settles on the side of admiration, given that his new friend seems keen to purchase him a drink with his winnings. Besides which, he has seen Porthos run enough ruses to win money at cards that he is used to hustling people for their coins with small tricks. However, he does wonder where the trick had been, curious as he hadn't been able to see it with the naked eye.

"I'm afraid I'm a poor expert on the subject, as we are currently in the midst of my favourite activity," Athos remarks, lifting his glass. "How did you do it?" he asks. "Cards up your sleeve? Perhaps a marked deck?" he queries.