Curiosity often led people down paths they'd normally think twice about, and while Kite's gambling, he might not be that sort of gambling man. But he follows, and Hisoka's pleased, moving to an unused poker table and sliding up behind it, propping himself up on a stool. Normally he'd stand, but this is off the clock and for fun, rather than a true game. He'd prefer it stay one on one after all, at least at the start.

"Not interested in what? Maybe I want to just be your friend?" A smirk, sliding his hand along the table in an arc. Cards fan out on the felt in a large 'C' shape before he slides his hand back over them, flipping them to show their faces, and then sliding them back into a deck, picking it up.

"What sort of intimacy do you believe I'm implying? Perhaps you're the one getting ahead of yourself." His lids lower, spreading the cards a little in his hand and using them to fan himself a few times. "Not that I mind getting 'ahead'."