[It's a bit into the game by now, and Julian is playing a pretty decent one. He's got his share of chips. Currently he's leaning back in his chair, a smug and challenging smirk on his face. Is it a tell? No. This is just usually Julian's face. His cards are folded and in his fist against his thigh and he's just enjoying himself. Poker. Junk food. It's nice, relaxing... no worries. Just worries about whether or not he's going back to his room with a bag of Bugles or not.]
SO MANY HINTS ABOUT VEGAS LATELY~ JULIAN'S RIPE FOR THESE SEEDS OKAY.