He's not pulling any magic tricks on the first round, tempting though it may be since he was, as usual, dealt a pretty shitty hand. A pair of sixes is better than nothing though so he'll raise by one while he feels this artist out.

"I suppose you could say that. I'm a God-fearing man you know." Just perhaps not in the way that phrase is usually deployed.

"Paint artist, music artist, actor artist or con artist?" John asks casually. You can never be too sure.