Nick huffs out a chuckle, half amused and half disbelief, though of course, he does believe it. With everything else, why not walking decks of cards. He shoves his hands into his pockets, fiddling with his keys.

"Literal card gangs invading coffee shops? Yeah, okay, Lyall and Karl are going to have to put up with teacher lounge coffee for a little while." He shakes his head. "Seriously, man, what the hell are our lives?"