What an interesting proposal. It would be a lie to say Samus wouldn't appreciate a challenge, especially after so many easy (and lucrative) winnings. There's a glint in her icy blue eyes, one of definite intrigue, though Asami would get little indication beyond that in her stoic face, spare perhaps for a single raised eyebrow.

Samus knew this would be a challenge she would eventually lose, but it would be great to see just how far she could push herself. Judging from the hoots and hollers, the crowd of burly men seemed just as eager to either a) see how far she could push herself or b) just wanted to get one up at Iron-hand Aran. Not to mention how Asami artfully spun it in such a way that it would probably boost more morale for Moony, which was far more effective that Samus's occasional casual taunt or tease for it in-between her wins.

Clever girl.

"Don't think I'm going to go easy on you guys for it." Samus propped her arm up on the table, feeling a smirk settle on her lips.

"You haven't seen anything yet."