My, my. A firm hand, looking toward the future... I'll dare say that's what this round of cards will be.

Now! Before us lay two roads. Mine, and yours. Through the cards, they are both illuminated... but whose, shall be whose, I wonder...?

_{[ he places his hand upon 'his' card, stops, and meets Cres' eyes. ]}

Ah, one last rule.
There's a gift swapping game I've happened to see played, before. Each participant claims a wrapped box from the pile, and as each claims theirs... they decide if they might rather possess someone else's, or not. Here is my question.

...will you accept the card you were dealt, or vie for another...? Only six cards may lay upon the table, in the end... but their places are the matter of our game. What do you think?

Flip your card, and see your future? Trade it for mine? Or...

Draw another, to take its place?