Danny's eyes briefly widen at her comment about Tetris. Damn, she played it well enough to make note of it? To Danny, a puzzle game, even one as basic as Tetris, was completely beyond him. He just didn't have the mind for that type of stuff. So in his eyes, this weird stage magician must've been some type of genius. Or maybe she was clairvoyant and could see several blocks ahead? Dang, that brought up an entirely new set of questions, namely, were clairvoyants real, and could they use their clairvoyancy to cheat at video games?
Though, before Danny could spiral down an entirely unnecessary rabbit hole of a hypothetical, his attention was drawn back to said stage magician. She had only said one word before pausing, seeming shy? self-conscious? Danny couldn't tell. Reading people's emotions were downright impossible. He was semi-worried he had upset her by talking about that rumor. His dad had always said Danny had all the tact and delicacy of a truck ramming into someone. And while another person added to the list of people who disliked Danny would not be impactful, he was, to his surprise, pretty interested to see if this fortune telling thing was legit or not.
Luckily, she seemed only briefly flustered, and bounced back pretty quick. Danny quite honestly had no idea what the difference between card reading and palm reading was, so her lack of cards did not disappoint him whatsoever, or really impact him in any way. Most people would probably think twice about a palm reading from a borderline stranger, just because it was kind of weird. Danny did not function like most people, his caution was pretty much non-existant. He stretches out his hand, and opens his palm. "Sure, why not?"