"Three of a kind," Hurley says, laying down his hand. He scoops up the foreign coins along with his 75 cents and sets it aside. Probably not the best win of his life, but it was still good enough. Good enough was really all Hurley needed right now.

Hurley starts shuffling the cards for another hand.

"Your girlfriend," Hurley begins, because he's pretty sure Pike's his girlfriend, even if neither one of them had said so explicitly. "She told me that where you guys are from there's curses. Do you believe in them?"