Cards with the faculty. I'm not sure what we're playing for, but it seems important by the way people are sweating. And the fact that Donald Trump is sitting next to me, also sweating. I've won a round and am passed a slip of paper, it's a cheque for £65. I slip it in my pocket. Trump looks annoyed, you seem to have to win at least every three rounds to stay in the game. I win again and pocket another £65. Trump is passed a forfeit to stay in, it's the 'teeth forfeit'. 'God damn it!' he yells as he opens it. It shows a diagram of six teeth with Xs in them. To keep playing he has to remove all but six of his teeth. 'At this rate I'll have no teeth left,' he grins, wolfishly showing his remaining seven teeth.