I examined my new disguise, making sure I had all the right features. It would be unlikely Peter's associates would invite a woman to play in their rigged game. A young man would be a more likely target. Besides, it amused me to make myself look just enough like Peter to be his son. I enjoyed creating a character for these kinds of deals. It kept life interesting. 

"It seems I've won the round again, gents." I tried to hold in my smirk when I laid down the last tiles in my hand and pulled the pile of winnings toward me. I had toyed with them for the first couple rounds, losing as though I were unfamiliar with the rules. I fumbled with which matches I could make and barely held in my amusement as the men tried to break it down for me. I could only play with my food so long, but I figured I would enjoy it while it was still fun. For me. My opponents were having far less fun and that fun was ruined further when I stopped letting them even think they could win.