Aramar sat at the table as the cards were dealt. Deal me in he says, eyeing the cards (and their dealer). As he is dealt the cards, he glances at them briefly, and there is a very slight shimmer in the air about him. Then looks up at the rest of the group. As I understand it, a run of five consecutive high cards is quite good he says, gesturing with his cards at the three (consecutive) cards laid out on the table.
With only the slightest hint of a smirk, he pushes a good third of his chips into the center. Raise, anybody?