Clothes, and the treasures hidden within

Drunk Lisa was stumped.

They had to gamble to pay for their own debt, so of course they wouldn't have any money to bet.
Yet if they didn't bet, they'd have to way to pay their debts.

How was she supposed to find a solution to this?

Jessica was the one who came up with a solution "How about our clothes? Each time we lose an hand, we also lose a piece of cloth""Wuoaht?!" which got quite the reaction from Lisa, the girl drunk but still somehow alarmed by the kind of bet her temporary companion was putting forth.

A similar reaction came from the Farmer, the guy seeming intrigued but not too much "Yes, i agree with the miss. I'm betting money, how come you'll only be showing a bit of flesh?" Garreth obviously misunderstood Lisa and uses her own show of surprise against them "I bet the local whores would let me pay much less to do much more, and yet here i'd be risking throwing my dollars away just to see a little skin should i win. That's not fair, is it?"

Even drunk, Lisa understood she'd better shut up least they'd lose their chance to win back enough money to cover for their debts.
The idea of Jessica setting her up in a sure-loss match that'll leave her fucked in both body and debt never even crossed her mind, not even when the girl hugged her chest in a way that'd emphasize it while saying "Oh? How about we bet the treasure we've hidden within out clothes if you manage to peel them off us?"

Lisa barely stopped herself from babbling a "Did we have something like that?" while guessing Jessica was just bluffing in order to get the gambling started... after all who'd check those imaginary treasure once they won enough money off the Farmer and his Stallion?

Thinking so she nodded along, whilist Jessica and the men shared a knowing smile.