Eddie eyed the nine on Tony's forehead as he considered, doing his best to keep his expression neutral-ish. It was an annoying card to go up against, a lot that could beat it, plenty that couldn't, and Eddie wasn't the best at beating the odds.

Also difficult- working out what meant something to him, but that Tony might also actually want. "...pack of smokes?" he offered, a low bar to set the stage, try and glean what he could from Tony's counter.