At 2 pile, Smith is dealt a 1 to start

"Okay... how about this? A one, to get you started. Two more tens and you've got blackjack!" Robin encouraged her opponent with the sweetest of smiles.

"Oooh! So sweet I'm gonna get a toothache," Smith chuckled, accepting the card with an uncharacteristic grin. "Hey, hey! How about a ten to go with it? You got me standing here in my skivvies, least you owe me!"

"Now you're pushing your luck," Robin laughed.

"Gag me with a spooooon! Remember you two are on the clock. No flirting right now, m'kay, or it's coming out of your paycheck. You remember who handles your paychecks, right, Intern?" Lyra groaned, as though Smith enjoying herself in the workplace was so foreign to Lyra that it disgusted her. "Just hurry up and finish losing like you always do."

"Right..." Smith growled, putting back on her usual scowl.