"I'll see if Bar has some extra," Steph replies, turning the sweep of her hand into a reach for the counter. "That way, we can trade while we play here but you'll still know which ones are yours when we're through."

Her knuckles rap gently on the bar and a bag appears, marbles a stark red, white, and blue compared to Synthia's swirled colors. Steph sighs for the color scheme but her smile is amused as she thanks the Bar.