Play some poker

You walk to the Poker Room and find a woman sitting outside, who talks about stuff like Texas and Omaha. The lady in Rifure Town always did the same thing, but you never quite figured out what she was talking about. She lets you through anyway, where you pull your signature move: idly wait. It takes approximately .5 seconds before somebody waves you over. Classy girls catch people’s attention, after all.

Everyone seems very friendly and happy to see you, especially the man sitting next to you. Just like in Rifure Town, you’ve instantly won the hearts of everyone at the table. Everyone, that is, except Gina.

“Huh? What’s the crotchcleaner doing here?” she asks incredulously.

“I’m here to gamble! Quit being so rude!” you pout. Why did she have to end up here, of all places? Casinos are your happy place!

“You two know each other?” the man next to you asks.

“Yeah, unfortunately,” Gina replies.

“She’s super rude to me all the time for no good reason!” you vent.

“I’m ‘super rude’ because you stalked me onto a cruise ship just to have a pointlessly one-sided pokemon battle.”

Your neighbor grins and whispers in your ear, “Work with me and we’ll rob her blind. Deal?”

You shake his hand under the table.

“Sorry Miss Gina, looks like you lost this hand as well. In accordance with the contract you signed upon entry, this number of subsequent losses requires you to surrender your clothing to the house,” the dealer says matter-of-factly.

Gina stares at him blankly. “What.”

The dealer takes out a tablet and shows Gina something that causes her face to go pale, then red. “I ain’t stripping in the middle of all these people! No fucking way! What kind of fucking casino are you guys running? I’m outta here!”

She turns around to walk away, but immediately collides with a big, burly man who utters one word. “Strip.”

Gina smiles nervously. “O-Okay. Okay! Fine, fine. They’re just clothes, right? I’ll just go buy more.”

She pulls her black polo off and throws it to the floor in one swift motion. Her cheeks burn as everyone in the poker room starts cheering. She goes on to strip her purple pencil skirt, stepping out of it to the sound of applause. For the last push, she squeezes her eyes shut, undoes her bra, and throws it away to a lucky bystander. She then pulls her panties down… and trips. Everyone continues cheering, and one kind patron even offers her a hand. She smacks it away, though, and runs out of the room, leaving her panties behind. Ha. Who’s the loser now?

As soon as she’s gone, a wine glass finds its way in front of you. A voice comes from behind, “Hey Em! This is your favorite, right? It’s a courtesy of the man next to you, so go ahead and drink up!”

Oh, it’s Samantha! She wooshes away just as quickly as she arrived, though, so she must still be pretty busy working. That’s fine, you’ll catch up with her once her shift is over. But now that the rude (nude) woman is out of the way, it’s time to get serious! You down the entire glass in one go, and resolve to continue working with your comrade-in-arms to sweep the rest of the table!