Game

Alec squints one eye, pondering Ryan's offer. He twirls the tennis ball in his hands. "I always feel like playing."

The little quirk at the very edge of his mouth proves he was not referring to cards. But he doesn't follow that route any further. He knew Ryan was too smart for that game.

Sitting up a bit straighter, Alec slides to one end of the cot, turning sideways and gesturing to the now-empty middle. "Your deal if you want it." He shrugs lamely, his blue eyes staring up at her with a strange mixture of dullness and taunting.

Relief flashes in Scott's eyes as Rosetta tells him that JT and Bree are safe and he nods, grateful for her honesty. "Nevada? Well... not great. Generally yeah, but Gunner's in jail and they're not planning on letting him out. I think Angelica was talking to him today. That's um, our lawyer. But without proof, Gunner doesn't have a very good chance. Even with proof, he's in trouble. But... as long as Bree's safe and stays safe, I don't think he cares much."