Sharon laughed at the explanation. She isn't a strategist. She doesn't do complicated or intricate or chess but she'll do her best. She'll make sure Luz gets her prize.

She tried to mimic the stoic expression, wiping her face clean of emotion, but she was still flushed from the alcohol and looking at Luz's face, an expression so unusual, cracked her own. She cleared her throat and tried again, lips pressed into a thin line, serious, "All right, how's this?"