All or nothing

I sat facing the bar where the owner had VISIBLELY hung up my underpants. If the cold chair didn't remind me of my current state of clothing, it would be the look of my underpants hanging at the bar.

It wasn't until I regained consciousness that I heard Kelly speak. "Hey are you listening? I offered you a way out." "sorry what did you say?" I asked

"Oh Amira, one more time then. I challenge you personally. You dn me take 1 card. Do you win? Do you get your clothes back AND do you get all my clothes. Here and now. But if I win, then your fantasy will come true out. Then I'll have whatever you've got left on. Deal?"

"1 card?" "Yes, so what will it be?" "Deal. All or nothing for you and me."

And so I dug my own grave. Or maybe I wanted to.