For the most part, Rackham's crew seems to enjoy Benedict, mostly because he has money, but after a few awkward moments they're shouting and swearing and drinking and Silver finds himself joining in, too, treating Benedict like he's one of them, though at some point the foot on his good leg briefly touches the other's ankle under the table.

Silver's quite good at cards--he made a lot of money in the past doing so, mostly it's a matter of keeping a good poker face and talking while you count. Benedict, he finds halfway through the game, must be counting cards, too, and he'd be lying if he thought he wasn't just a little bit impressed. Perhaps Benedict's got a little bit of a wild side in him. Just a little. So Silver drinks--far too much for polite company, but he barely makes a dent in his sobriety--Silver enjoys Benedict fleecing other people until he starts losing to him. A crowd's started to gather, too.

Before he can attempt to win any of it back, Mulroney has seemingly had enough, accusing Janson of something-or-other, and Silver manages to anticipate the other's actions quick enough that he sticks the end of his crutch straight up, hitting Mulrony square in the chest before he can leap over the table, across Benedict, and punch Janson.

It only half works, because Janson takes a swing instead, and Silver looks at Benedict immediately.

"Upstairs."