"You should really consider getting a proper menorah." Galen put the shamash back on the upside down glass after the prayer. The room was dimly lit for the full effect of the candle light, and those on the tree in the corner. Turning around to look at the other two men sitting across from each other at the coffee table, it was clear that luck was currently more than a little one sided.
"Yeah man, what if I wanted to get some champagne with these winnings?" Mach grinned, flicking one of the chocolate coins at Zeff's head. The shifter's reflexes were a little slow as he tried to swat it away when he felt it hit. With a huff and a glare he ignored them both and spun the dreidel, intent on winning back his share of the coins.
The conversation however wasn't dropped as Galen wandered over to sit on the couch behind them. "Why did you even set it up if you aren't the least interested in it?"
"Ask Sidney," was the only vague semblance of an answer before Mach's spin came up Shin. "Hah! Twice