[There's that look- the reason Molly does this at all. Sure, it's a quick way to earn a handful of copper if he needs the money, but money is inconsequential. He earned it for the circus because they needed to eat and he'd earn it for the Mighty Nein for the same reason if it came to that.

But the joy on a person's face when they like what the cards (whether a "real" fortune or one generated by slight of hand and trickery) say and have a clear idea what the pretty words are saying to them... That's worth so much more.

He slides a hand across the table and sweeps the cards away back into his palm, grinning pointed ear to pointed ear.] That's what I like to hear- a happy patron with a new path in mind. And I will never deny an offer of a shield, though my wizard friend might need it more than me.