[Salone]

Isaac stared for a moment, taking the Servant in before his brain could manufacture a response. He did not expect them to be so...easy on the eyes.

"Right, well. Nice to meet you too. Cards eh? Can't say I was ever great with them. Back in the day, the boys called me 'The Goldmine'. But let's see..."

Isaac's hand fluttered across the deck that was offered before him, feeling along the top of each card as though they would tell him their secrets. He pulled at one, ignoring the mental version of alarm bells in his head before he remembered that a servant tied to the Grail was most likely not offering him a mere pack of dollar store playing cards. In this particular case, his hand was faster than his brain, and old fingers tugged away a card from the rest of its brethren.

"Silly me. It's what I get for being an old fool. Well Voisau- Voisa- Voi-oh confound it, Catherine, what happens now?"