Felson #rubbed his hands together, cracked his knuckles, and blew on the dice.
"Each toss is a prayer to Lady Luck," he declaimed to the other players, who waited with unconcealed impatience for him to roll.
Felson released the dice with more of a #fling than a roll--as if he were tossing two 6-sided grenades on the table.
"Well what do you know. Sometimes she really does smile on a guy." The other players gawked. Impossibly, the total on the two faces was 18.