Amy has to... Do her job?

As Amy delivered the coffee to Samantha, carefully setting the cup down on the table, she stood there waiting for Samantha t explain the game, but the girl simply sat there, sipping her coffee casually, almost as if she no longer saw Amy there.

Of course, this was all just a way for Samantha to get on Amy's nerves, and Amy was getting impatient.

"Yes?" Samantha asked innocently, finally looking up at Amy.

"I have work to do, you know, so hurry up and tell me what we're playing." Amy lied; the place was relatively empty at this time, the customers tended to come and go randomly, and right now was one of the lulls.

"Well, you said it yourself, actually," Amy was still puzzled by this, and her face showed it "You simply have to do your job, albeit a bit better than usual, of course.

"You see, I've been told by Emily that you make about $25 in tips each day correct?"

Amy nodded, still silent and waiting for the actual "game".

"However, it seems that your co-workers typically make anywhere between $40 and $70 every day, despite working as much as you," Samantha finally began coming to her point "clearly, you're not putting your heart into it."

Amy wanted to object; Samantha was sitting there practically calling her either lazy, stupid, or any combination of the two, but she had a point, she seemed to make far less in tips than her co-workers, and it always ground Amy's gears, but she felt like she understood what the game was now.

"So now to explain the game, you have to make as much in tips as I tell you do for one whole week, starting from today at $40 dollars.

"For the first three days, I won't increase the amount, but from then on, I will be increasing the amount by $10 each day, until the next week, if you fail at any given day, you must show up the next day with one less piece of clothing."

Amy tried counting the pieces of her work uniform; there were the pants and shirt, shoes and socks made four, presumably her underwear as well would make five, that left the work apron they had to wear and the hat.

"The uniform has seven pieces..." Amy questioned out loud.

"The hat doesn't count." Samantha replied, grinning at her revelation "it's the shop's brand, after all."

"Okay, that takes care of me, how about you?" Amy wanted to curse about the issue of the hat, however, she had more of the game to learn about.

"As a way to motivate you, I will be taking off two pieces of clothing each day you win, and since I'm only wearing six, that means you can have me naked by day four." Samantha explained, oddly enough, the rules seemed to favor Amy this time, who immediately suspected a caveat "and as an extra incentive, not only will I remain in that attire during my visits here like you would, I will also have to stay as such the entire day, including in school."

"Alright, but that can't be all, can it?" Amy asked, not sure whether or not it was the right idea to do so, but she wanted to be prepared in case Samantha planned to cheat by hiding information from her.

"Of course not, there's still the matter of forfeits," Samantha could hear Amy swallow in tension "If you cannot manage to break the $50 barrier by the last day of the week, you will be **** to work the last day completely naked, and if you fail one last time, you will have to do a forfeit.

"I, however, can suffer a forfeit only if you manage to get me naked first, in other words, I can take up to four forfeits, provided you manage to win every day, and you can even get me naked for most of the week even if you lose the game."

This was a long winded explanation by Samantha, but Amy felt that she had followed most of it just fine.

And now the game was on.