She hesitates slightly longer this time, biting down on her bottom lip again while she deliberates, turning the cards over in her hands rearranging them so one is behind the other, then fanning them out again. Now that he's got a better hand of the cards that she can see, she's not so sure that she has a good hand at all. Maybe it would be smarter to fold. But she can't help but want to push this, see how far she can go.

"Two dollars from me." Her voice has a note of confidence to it that isn't really matched internally.