Allan finished reading. "Wow," he thought to himself, "where has this been all my life?" He can't wait to take it home. At the counter, the young lady dutifully checks him out and makes sure he sees the coupons for other products on his receipt... When he gets home dinner is cooking, so be helps Sandy set the table. They live in a one bedroom apartment. The walls are thick enough and far enough apart, for what they pay. The couple inevitably talks about each other's day, including Allan finding a strange store which was new in the mall. As dinner wraps up Sandy asks what he got and he brings out the game. While she reads the instructions, Allan clears the small table. "So, do you like it?" "Sounds like a lot of fun - if it works. Magic?" "I kept the receipt." Allan shrugged. The table clear and clean, Allan took out his pocket knife and cut the thin plastic film, unwrapping the box. He handed it to Sandy to open and went to empty his pockets into the nighstand catchall. Sandy placed the box on the table and lifted the top up. When it slid off, she could see all the pieces neatly packed. Allan came back and they began to unwrap the bags. "Don't look at any of the cards, just yet, lets shuffle blind and play like that." "Do you want to play with the chance decks? I don't the first time." "Oh, good plan. I'll be blue." "I like purple." They place the two decks on the table next to the reset button and put the rest back in the box, closing it and placing it on a nearby shelf. Allan piqued an eyebrow mischievously, "Ready, Love?"