Ad aspera

As the game progresses, the elf finds himself in an embrace. Over the shoulder. A male embrace.
-- Oh, a new face! Whatever it may be... Let's go play some dice, the night hasn't even started!

"He's clinging..."
Another wonderful pastime, losing means losing money. Winning might lead to accusations of cheating. If possible, it's better to avoid it.
-- I... No... I... -- the snub-nosed man stammered, trying to slip out of the embrace, hoping that no agile movements were expected of him at the moment.