"Alright." Her smirk grew and she settled back onto the bed, dealing out five cards for each of them. "Basic rules, aces high, first one to empty the deck wins."
She flipped over two of her cards, slamming then onto the bed with a triumphant, "Ha! An ace and a ten, right out of the gate! Beat that."
The alcohol was strong, and already she was getting a little giggly, that smile refusing to go away.
[Sooo, I made this game up. It's basically "war" with two cards per round. Because I am not creative 0.0]