He pauses, unsure how or why he's become caught in this trap of a conversation, but... He's here now. Propriety dictates that he doesn't just flounce away and leave her hanging. (Sure, that is absolutely what he would have done, when he was younger, but he is trying to be a better man now.)

So, he sits, pulling out the chair next to her at the table. "Very well, I--" He stops suddenly, when the dealer at the table deals him into the game.

"Oh, no, I... I don't know the rules."