"Okay Allen," Smoker decided firmly, "You're going to play." A small smile graced his lips. Miranda once told him about Allen's tendency to cheat, most likely to pay off more of Cross' debts.

He distractedly leaned into the touch on his head and shoulders. "I'm sure the boy will want something," he grinned softly looking up at angel behind him, "He's always hungry." Turning back to Allen he asked, "Anything in particular you want recruit?"