Rupert of Hentzau, at your service! [ Rupert declares with a winsome smile and a firm handshake. ] Although lately I suppose I've become Rupert of Jeopardy. Not sure it has the same ring to it...

[ He's generous with his red wine as he begins to pour a healthy amount in to a spare glass; Magnus looks like the kind of man who can take a drink or two, and Rupert's generosity isn't entirely altruistic. While pouring he gives the man opposite an assessing look before pushing the resulting glass - very nearly brimming over - in Magnus's direction. ]

So! You're a card-player, yes?