Probably not that good

Neela tried to remember what all was in her bag except her important envelope containing her winner's speech. For this, she would give anything not to lose it. But maybe Yasmin didn't bat an eye at this.

Neela thought about it and said, "A packet of tissues?" Yasmin shook her head. "Um, a notepad?" "No, one more chance and I win." cried Yasmin. Neela thought deeper but the tension was now rising as well. "Pfff let me think," she said, " my diary then maybe?"

"Too bad Neela!" said Yasmin, "Mel lets see what it was." Mel pulled her hands from behind her back and showed Neela's pencil case. "This one is mine now, because only if you guessed it did you get it back. And since you lost, I also get an article of clothing from you. And I think I'll start simple, so give your ankle boots to Liza."

Neela sighed:" Do I still get back what I am taking off now?" Yasmin shrugged: "Maybe." Neela had to hope for the best as she undid the zippers one by one and gave her ankle boots to Liza.

"We'll play another round Neela, otherwise you'll lose them forever anyway," Yasmin said.