My deck is old. dating back to the 1970s. and has been passed down from mother to daughter in my family for three generations. I kept the cards face-down and spread them in a wide fan. all the while making with the snappy patter to loosen him up. The reverse side of the cards show a kind of moire pattern done in alternating diamonds of black, white, and turquoise, with the whole design resembling an eye—most appropriate for looking into the future. "My name is Madame Flutterbye, the finest truth-card reader in the Sprawl. I can tell your past, your future, and your blood-type by the way the cards fall. But, you can call me Flut, if you’re not a nut." I threw him a nice smile along with the patter, letting him know that this wasn’t to be taken seriously, just enjoyed. "And since we’re friends, what’s your moniker? Of course, I could call you hey-you, but that’s rude and 'crude, and half the bozos in the city already answer to it."