A familiar voice--one that catches his attention even as he's trying to pay attention to the rules and the play going on around him. Jim won't peg where he's heard it before (and it was so close) and its owner has disappeared when the captain turns to look. What's left is a very expensive looking bottle of whiskey. Both of his eyebrows quirk up.

His friends are going to love this. But they're not here right now. Thor, however...

"Here, let me go get a couple of glasses while they deal us in." It's not hard to wave someone down. They'll both smell the liquor when Jim cracks the seal. "You might as well try it too. Earth's got a decent selection on offer so far as drinks go." Because the seal does look familiar enough, even if Jim doesn't recognize the brand by name. It could so easily be of his world.

"Alright, let's play some cards."