The Not-So-Amazing Race (Part 1)

Eric had to admit, watching the girls slogging through the mud, and then fighting each other naked, well, it had done something for him. Beatriz hadn’t failed to notice his erection, she was sitting on his lap after all. She didn’t comment on it right away, but she started moving her hips. Then she slid her hand into his waistband and reached down to grab his cock. She wasn’t even looking at him, just watching the competition, lazily giving him a handjob.

Felicia noticed. He saw her watching, she blushed and looked away. Beatriz kept stroking him until suddenly she stopped, pulled her hand away, and turned back towards the competition. Eric was confused, it wasn’t like Beatriz at all. He wanted to say something, but he also didn’t want to demand sex. Then finally she turned around and smirked, “Feeling a little pent up? Good,” she turned to Kali who had been kneeling in front of them, “Kali dear, there is room on his lap for both of us you know.”

Kali got up and slid onto his lap. There wasn’t really room for both of them, so it became a rather intimate affair. He could have simply willed his erection away, but he was interested in seeing where Beatriz was going with this. Of course Kali couldn’t avoid noticing it, she looked down and stared at the bulge in his pants.

“That’s for you dear,” Beatriz said, gently patting his dick, “I got it all hard and ready for you.”

“Beatriz…” Eric trailed off. He didn’t want her putting any pressure on Kali.

It didn’t seem like Kali minded though. After a little hesitation she smiled and looked him in the eyes, “Really? All for me?”

Beatriz reached out and pulled Kali’s top down and started massaging her breasts, “Well…not all. You have to share, but Eric’s got more than enough cock for all of us.”

Eric liked where things were going, but he didn’t want to miss the end of the competition. Even though he couldn’t influence the outcome, he still felt he owed it to them all to actually watch. As if the producers sensed his hesitation, suddenly time outside the throne froze. Whether or not Kali and Beatriz noticed they decide to act.

Together they pulled his pants off and both of them grabbed his cock, Beatriz looked over at Felicia, “You want a taste too?”

Felicia pulled away, “What? No. He’s gross. Not sexy at all. I don’t think his cock is perfect, why would I? I’ll just watch.”

Beatriz giggled, “Suit yourself. Alright Kali, you’re up.”

Kali got up and went in front of him, she knelt down and looked up at him. With his cock in her hands she looked to be asking for permission. She obviously wanted this, badly. Eric was still trying to rationalise the friend he’d known with someone who was a viable romantic partner, but he couldn’t deny that he wanted it too. He nodded.

Kali leaned forward and licked the tip of his cock. Beatriz was beside her, whispering in her ear and playing with her chest. Kali opened her mouth and lowered her head down, taking his cock in her mouth. She wasn’t very well practised, and clearly nervous, but it still felt amazing. Beatriz was still whispering in her ear and Kali seemed to be responding to her words. She used her hands, her tongue, she opened her eyes and stared up at Eric.

Then Beatriz put her hand on the back and Kali’s head, “Take it all in Kali, you can do it.” Without pushing, Beatriz guided Kali to taking more and more of his cock. Eric was in heaven, he was ready to explode. Beatriz looked up at him, “Paint her. Mark her with your seed.” She grabbed Kali’s hair and pulled her back all the way. Eric obeyed the instruction and came, pumping load after load onto Kali’s face.

Kali licked her lips and smiled, “Thank you Master.”

Beatriz kissed her. When she pulled back she looked at Eric, “Don’t give her permission to wipe it off. She’s my little cumslut now.”

Before Eric could reply time restarted. The competition was almost over and they all turned to pay attention.

Felicia’s tits ached. Sure Kali had slapped her earlier, that had been nice, but she’d just watched Kali give Eric a blowjob and it reminded her of how long it had been since he had touched her. She so desperately wanted him to touch her, but she’d never ask. He should just know. If he’s the high and mighty Master he should just do it. Right?

Felicia sighed, at least Isla wasn’t going to get the wish. She might be angry with Ciela for getting her into this mess, but at least Ciela had been powerful and deserving of praise. Isla had always been a weakling. She didn’t deserve it at all.

Now everyone had gone off for their 15 minute break. Kali and Beatriz had gone, presumably to fuck. Eric had left her too, to check on Isla of all people. What a loser. He’d promised to come back to the throne after, like she cared.

So she was all alone. Well, almost. Trinity was here. Presumably Mali and Stephanie too, behind the scenes. They were working on the setup for the next challenge. Whatever it was, it was going to be a lot different from the previous game. A giant screen had been placed in front of the throne and a single door stood on stage, with nothing apparently behind it. Trinity looked ready to begin and she snapped her fingers. A few minutes later everyone began to file out of the dressing room. The contestants lined up in front of Trinity, and the eliminated contestants sat on pillows below the throne, in front of the tv.

Eric did keep his promise and let her sit in the throne with him. He said nothing, but he had a smile on his face as he sat down beside her. She bit her lip and looked at his lap. The others had all gotten to sit there…why shouldn’t she?

Without asking, why would she ask him for permission after all, she got up and moved over to sit on his lap. He didn’t look at him or acknowledge what she’d done, she just leaned back into him and looked towards the tv. He didn’t protest, so he must have liked it. The perv. She was about to give him a piece of her mind when Trinity started the next round.

“Welcome everyone, to cut straight to the point this challenge is based on the show, The Amazing Race. Now this show typically involves long distances and lots of time, but fuck that. We’re cutting straight to the point. This door is actually a portal. Stepping through will take you to the first city, and your first clue.

The way this game works is each team will be teleported somewhere, approximately equidistant from the first objective. Each team will be given a clue to help them locate that objective. From there they may find a task to complete to obtain the next clue, or another clue with a task to do along the way. Stringing together clues will eventually lead the team to the finish line. The team which crosses first is safe from elimination. The other four players will face an audience vote to stay in the running.

Each team will receive the same amount of money along with their first clue. You can use this money however you like, like taking the bus or a taxi. Keep in mind that there won’t be very much of it, and I’m not giving any spoilers to how long this race is.

This challenge takes place in the real world, so be prepared for real reactions from bystanders. We won’t help you if you get into trouble, at least not until the race is already over. Be careful out there.

Now this will be a team challenge so I’m sure you are all wondering who you’ll be with. I’m sure if I let you girls pick you’d be all boring about it so instead I’m going to decide. You won’t know until you step through the door.

Any questions? No. Good,” Trinity hadn’t given anyone time to actually respond of course, “Now get going.”

One by one the contestants passed through the door. The race was on.

Valerie stepped through the door and onto a cobblestone street. In front of her was a small pillar with a white envelope. She picked it up and started to open it. She heard footsteps behind her and turned to see Ciela. “Hi Ciela.” She said.

Ciela smiled and pulled the pen out of her mouth, “Hi. Guess we’re partners. Let’s do this, what does it say?”

Valerie finished opening the letter. Inside were some bills and coins. Valerie was by no means a currency expert, but she figured these were Danish Kroner. She passed the money to Ceila, “Here, I have no pockets.” Valerie was dressed in her cheerleader uniform. It was athletic enough for a physical competition, but not very practical besides that. Ciela at least had her ‘normal’ clothes on, a pencil skirt and blouse. Amazingly her skirt actually had pockets, even if they were small.

Valerie pulled out the clue and read it aloud, “Roses are red, and so is her hair. At least in the version Yaz craves, for the next clue find the statue by the waves.”

Ciela stared at Valerie with a blank look, “I’ve got nothing.”

Valerie smiled, “Luckily I know exactly what it means! This is Danish money, we must be in Copenhagen. There’s a statue of the little mermaid, it must be near the shore somewhere.”

Ciela nodded, “Right. Glad I’ve got you. I feel I’m at a disadvantage here not knowing Earth history.”

Valerie looked around. She might know what the clue meant, but she had no idea where the statue was. Well, it was probably well known. Better start asking. “Let’s go.” She grabbed Ciela’s hand and picked a random direction. It didn’t take long before they saw other people. Valerie started asking anyone if they knew where the statue was. A few people just kept walking, but one helpful man stopped, “Oh. Very easy. Go that way,” He pointed, “Towards shore. About 1 km. Lots of tourists. You can’t miss it.”

Valerie thanked him and they ran. Sure enough soon they saw the waterfront. They checked with a few more people on the way but soon found themselves in front of the statue. Valerie saw a white envelope taped to the statue. Nobody else seemed to see it as she reached out and grabbed it. She opened it and read it aloud to Ciela, “The mermaid suffered in silence for the chance at true love, speak not a word and hear the coo of a dove. Before you depart there is but one thing to do, take off your shirts and cast them into the blue.”

Valerie finished speaking and stared at the words. Ciela looked like she was about to say something but Valerie put a finger over her mouth and shook her head. This clue was less clear, but she got the idea. Ignoring all the tourists around them she pulled her shirt off and threw it into the sea. Ciela nodded and started to unbutton hers. Once Ciela had also thrown hers away the world suddenly became totally silent.

It was eerie. So many people around, many of them staring at the two topless women, yet they couldn’t hear anything at all. Not even the wind. Then suddenly she heard a bird, a dove of course. She pointed in the direction and Ciela nodded. They set off, ignoring the stares. The bird call wasn’t continuous, but it was frequent. They were able to easily follow it given the utter silence around them. Valerie suspected that if they spoke the sound would resume, or maybe the bird would stop cooing. Still they were both smart enough not to test it.

Eventually they entered a large garden and found a dove sitting in a bird cage hanging off a tree. They both ran right up to the dove. The world suddenly exploded in noise, they both covered their ears. Slowly Valerie uncovered her ears, it wasn’t actually loud. It was just normal ambient noise returning, “Ok, I think we can talk now.” Valerie said.

“Right, well here we are, we found this annoying bird.” Ciela walked up to it and looked at the cage. She reached out and touched it…and disappeared.”

“Ciela!?” Valerie cried out looking around. Then suddenly a much larger cage appeared hanging from the tree, with Ciela trapped inside.

“Umm, this was unexpected. Oh, there’s an envelope inside here, let’s see,” Ciela tore open the envelope, “‘From the man who sits close by, Disney took another plot, to save me from the cage so high, to the palace your must trot. Before you go you must change your look, take your modesty and let it go, wear the fine garments from his book, be as pure as fallen snow.’ Huh? What does all that mean?”

Valerie looked around, knowing a little about Europe she guessed these gardens were probably the grounds for a palace. So she probably didn’t have to go far. Given the first clue was about a Hans Christian Andersen story, there must be a statue of him nearby. But what other stories was he known for? She looked up at Ciela, she was useless here.

“I think you’ve gotta be naked,” Ciela said suddenly, “Don’t be modest? Being pure? I’m quite certain.”

Valerie nodded, it made sense. They had to be topless to get here, being totally nude was the next step. Sighing she pulled down her skirt, for good measure she took off her shoes too. “Guess I’ll run to the palace, umm, hang tight I guess.”

Valerie couldn’t see any palace through the trees, but as soon as she rounded a corner it became visible. She set off towards it as fast as she could go.

Sarah sighed. Poor Yaz just couldn’t keep her mouth shut, a problem Sarah herself never had. They’d found the little mermaid statue easily enough, and both thrown their tops into the sea. Sarah had heard a dove coo but then Yaz started talking and Sarah couldn’t pinpoint it anymore. She’d asked her to be quiet and after a few minutes all other sounds faded away. They started making their way towards the dove but then Yaz tripped on a cobblestone and swore. Ambient noise burst into their ears again, drowning out the dove.

It took them far longer than it should have to reach the dove and they were clearly the last ones there. Three cages hung from a tree. In one, the dove. In the other two, Ciela and Jenny. “Hey Sarah!” Jenny smiled and waved.

“Hi Jenny!” Sarah waved back, “So I guess one of us has to be trapped too huh?”

Jenny opened her mouth but then closed it again. She shrugged, “Apparently magic prevents us from giving spoilers or hints, so I can’t say.”

Sarah looked to Yaz, “So who is going in the cage?” Sarah felt she had the advantage of, well, not being a bimbo. But Yaz could speak freely and ask for help.

“I’ll go in the cage,” Yaz said confidently, “You are stronger and faster than me, and well, you don’t have to worry about someone saying your name.”

Sarah nodded, “Ok, um, maybe you have to touch the birdcage?” Yaz walked up to it and triggered the trap. She found the envelope and read the clue.

“Oh, well this is my area of expertise,” She winked at Jenny in the cage beside her, “Andersen wrote a few famous stories beside the little mermaid. Emperor’s new Clothes and Snow Queen mentioned here. So new clothes is about con artists tricking someone into wearing invisible clothes, so you gotta be nude. Then there must be a palace nearby for you to run towards.”

“Great,” Sarah sighed and took off her dress to a whoop from Jenny. Sarah shook her tits at Jenny, “Maybe later.” She stuck out her tongue, “Ok. Bye Yaz, I’ll be back soon.” Before she left she stopped to grab some of the bills from her dress. She didn’t know why, but she had a feeling it would come in handy.

Sarah set out looking for the palace. It didn’t take her long to find it. She cautiously approached, trying to stay hidden. She couldn’t see any obvious clues that would help her free Yaz. She did see a sign for Tickets and a Museum Shop, thankfully in both Danish and English. She presumed she’d have to go into the palace, now a museum. Well, Danes are cool with nudity right?

She decided not to try hiding, she marched confidently towards the Ticket entrance. A few other tourists stared, or giggled, but nobody stopped her. She got in line and waited for her turn. Eventually s he made it to the front. She couldn’t initiate conversation so she waited for them. The man’s jaw was practically on the floor. He just stared at her, saying nothing.

Impatiently she put a hand on her hip and held out some bills with the other. He said something to her in Danish.

“Sorry, do you speak English?” She asked politely.

“Er. Um. Yes. Uh, pardon me, but why are you naked?” He stammered.

“Just cause. Can I still go in? That sign says 140 right?”

The man nodded and she handed him some money. He gave her change and a ticket, “Uh. Enjoy.” He said, desperately trying to look at her face.

That was easier than she’d expected. She made her way towards the palace, eyes peeled for a clue. To her surprise the man taking her ticket handed her a white envelope. He said nothing about it but just waved her in.

Once inside she opened the envelope, “This was the home of a king, lord and Master. Search the rooms for yours and get that plaster.”

Plaster? What did that mean? Her king, lord and Master must be Eric. So he’s here? Or maybe they replaced one of the paintings with his portrait? She started hurrying, ignoring the shocked look from other tourists. She turned a corner and was only somewhat surprised to see Valerie’s naked ass as she sprinted down the hall, being chased by some men in uniform. She ducked behind a statue, but they didn’t see her at all.

It couldn’t be the nudity could it? After all they’d let her in as in. No, she must have done something else. Better hurry up just in case. She picked a random direction and started to jog. Eventually she ended up in a small, somewhat dark space. As soon as she entered the door closed behind her. Strangely it wouldn’t open again. She decided to keep going. This was the treasury, filled with jewels. She was only somewhat surprised to see Eric, sitting on a throne, wearing the crown…and nothing else.

He smiled at her, but said nothing. She saw his dick grow hard. Right, plaster. Sticky white stuff. She walked over and knelt in front of him. Grabbing his dick with both hands she started stroking it while looking up at him. He nodded so she leaned forward and took it in her mouth. She kept blowing him until suddenly he pushed her head away and sprayed all over her face.

She licked the cum from her face and he reached forward and wiped her eyes. He smiled at her, “The door is open now. The key to your companion's cage is in the knight’s hall. There are two ways to obtain it. You can steal it. It’s just sitting there on a table. Fair warning, if anyone sees you they’ll call for help and guards may chase after you. I can’t say what will happen if you don’t get away.

The second option is to lock yourself in handcuffs. The handcuffs are beside the key. If you put the handcuffs on, nobody will notice you take the key, however the key only works on the cage. The handcuffs will be yours to keep.”

“Great, any other clues? And can I wipe my face?”

Eric shook his head, “I’m not allowed to say anything else.”

Sarah sighed, “Figures, well, thanks for the cum.” She got up and retraced her steps out of the treasury. She found the Knight’s hall without too much trouble. There was the key, and the handcuffs beside it. She remembered Valerie’s chase and shook her head. Why risk it? She grabbed the cuffs and locked them on. Then she picked up the key. No shouts of alarm.

Holding the key tightly she started to run. Nobody chased her, although she did hear a few shouts of “Slow down!” And what she assumed was the Danish equivalent. In no time at all she was out and running towards Yaz. Ciela was still there, but Jenny was gone. She couldn’t see any way to get Yaz down, so she threw the key up to her. Yaz was able to unlock the cage from the inside. As soon as she pushed the door open the cage started to descend on its own.

Once it was safely on the ground Yaz climbed out. She looked Sarah up and down, “Is that cum on your face?” Yaz asked.

“Yep. didn’t Alexandra have some too?”

Yaz shrugged, “I didn’t see it, but I wasn’t really looking. She wasn’t wearing cuffs though, you find a trap?”

“Oh, she wasn’t? We had the option for the cuffs or risk stealing it. I saw Valerie running from guards so I figured she went that route. I opted for the safe choice,” Sarah said holding up her cuffed hands, “So? What now And where’s my dress?” Her dress wasn’t on the ground anywhere nearby. Maybe Alexandra had taken them? Or just part of the game.

“Over here ladies!” A voice called from the other side of the hedge. Sarah looked at Yaz and shrugged, both women hurried over.

There they saw Isla, sitting on a stool with a canvas in front of her. She was painting a scene from the garden, “Isla????” Sarah asked, confused.

“Yes dear. It seems I still have a role to play after all. Just a guide this time. Look in front of me, there are 24 boxes. Pick one.”

“Any one?” Yaz asked.

Isla rolled her eyes, “Yes. One and only one. Each box will help you to your next destination, but some will get you there faster than others.”

Well without knowing anything about the boxes, it didn’t really matter which one she picked. Sarah grabbed one at random and opened it up. There was some fabric in it, but a white envelope caught her attention first. She ripped it open and read the clue, then passed it to Yaz to read too.

‘Your next destination is a city of sin, so very far away, if you want to spin and win, at the casino you must play.

To travel far so fast and free, a portal you must find, place your bets on number three, hurry before you fall behind’

Sarah dug through the rest of the box, she found a very short skirt, a button up blouse, and a very small tube top. Well the Danes did seem to be surprisingly comfortable with nudity, but she imagined they must need to be somewhat dressed to enter this casino.

Yaz still had her skirt, so Sarah put the skirt on herself. With her cuffs it was hard to put the shirt on, so she took the tube top for herself and passed the blouse to Yaz. Yaz had to bare her midriff so she put it up but tucked the bottom into the top to expose her belly.

They looked pretty hot, although she was worried neither of them were actually dressed appropriately for any public space. Still she didn’t have much choice, well unless they spent time going clothes shopping.

“Ok, so a casino somewhere in this city, need to make a bet and we’ll find a portal to Vegas, is that what you got?” Yaz finally said.

“Yeah, you must be right. You’ll have to ask for directions. Let’s go.” Sarah picked a random direction and started walking. The first people Yaz saw she asked for directions to the Casino. Unfortunately they were American tourists and didn’t know. The second person they asked was a local, and was happy to help. Unfortunately his English was only just better than their Danish, that is to say, almost none at all. He at least pointed in the direction of the casino and they got that it would be under an hour walk.

They didn’t want to spend any money on a taxi, they had to spend at least some at the casino after all, so they set out on their walk. A few more passerby's gave them directions and eventually they found themselves at the Casino.

It wasn’t particularly large, but the sign said Copenhagen Casino so it must be the right place. They entered and looked around for the number 3. “Maybe it’s the third slot machine?” Yaz suggested.

Sarah shook her head, “Maybe, but then it could be the third card table, or third anything right? How much money do we have left anyway?” She pulled out their money and counted. 460 Kroner, not a lot really. Still it looked like the minimum bet was only a few Kroner. She gave Yaz a 50 Kroner bill, “Ok, maybe it is worth a shot after all. Take this, bet small. Try to find that portal.”

Yaz nodded and took the bill and headed over to the slots. Sarah kept searching. She saw a game of blackjack, maybe she had to bet when a three was shown? No, that seemed silly. The previous clues had all been pretty straightforward. She didn’t feel like the game was trying to trick them.

Then she saw it, a roulette table. Now that seemed like good odds. She walked up to the table and held out a 100 Kroner note. The dealer said something to her in Danish, and when she didn’t respond, in English, “You want to make a bet?”

“Yes please, this on 3.” The dealer nodded and took the bill. He set down some chips on 3 for her. Eventually he called for final bets and set off the wheel. Sarah watched the ball rolling around and around. Finally it landed on 3.

“Congratulations Miss, but I’m afraid I can’t give you your winnings. My manager is in my ear,” he pointed to an earphone on one side of his head, “He says you need to go through that door there to claim your prize.” He pointed at a door across the casino.

Sarah thanked him and went to find Yaz. Yaz was easy to spot, she was the one jumping up and down screaming. Yaz saw her approach, “Sarah! I won! I really won!”

“Huh? I found the portal, we gotta go through that door.” Sarah pointed at the door the dealer had shown her.

“No, not that. Like for real won. 10000 Kroner! I have no idea how much it is but wow!” Sure enough Yaz had hit the jackpot on the slot machine. She wasn’t on the third machine, Sarah wasn’t sure why she’d picked that machine at all. Still, it would dramatically increase their funds.

They had to wait in line at the cashiers office to change it into bills, but Sarah hoped it would be worth the wait. It was only about 5 minutes and then they were off to the portal with fistfuls of cash. Sarah opened the door. All she could see was blinding light. She grabbed Yaz’ hand and they stepped through together.

Alexandra read the clue to Jenny, “You’ve seen the real deal but it’s here at half size, a man waits for you headstrong but wise, head north for a meal delicious and savoury, it’s ok if you cry no prizes for bravery”

Jenny shocked her head, “These rhymes are terrible. Do you think Trinity wrote them?”

Alexandra shrugged, “Who knows. Probably not. Anyway, let’s get going, this seems pretty straightforward.”

Jenny giggled, “Ya. Even I’ve heard there’s a scaled down Eiffel Tower here, and we were all in Paris not too long ago. It’s gotta be there. We’re on the strip now, so we just gotta head north.”

Alexandra nodded along, “Ya then we need to find a restaurant. Hey, didn’t Gordon Ramsey have a restaurant in Vegas? If this is a call back, we should keep our eyes out for his name.”

“Good idea, let’s go.” Jenny and Alexandra set off together. Alexandra was actually enjoying this challenge so far. The first task, throwing their clothes away? Well she was already naked. If Jenny hadn’t said something right after reading they might have made it to the cage a little sooner, but still they had no trouble at all.

Then the palace, again she was already naked so who cared? She had no problem finding and blowing Eric, and stealing the key had been easy. She’d just asked some kids to pretend to fight and they'd been thrilled to help her out. Teenage boys will do pretty much whatever a naked woman asks of them. With everyone distracted nobody noticed her take the key and walk away.

Maybe they’d been lucky on the next part, maybe not. They only got to see inside one box, but Jenny got a new bikini, and they found a map with a big X on it. It had seemed like a far walk so they’d taken a taxi. Hopefully that was the right call because they didn’t have that much money to spend in the first place. Alexandra was never a big gambler, but the men she’d spent her past with were. She’d spent enough time in casinos to know what they offered. She’d made a beeline for the roulette table and placed the minimum bet.

Interestingly the money had converted into US Dollars as soon as they’d stepped through the portal. They had a mere $86 left. Hopefully it will be enough. They didn’t want to take another taxi so they were walking. The strip wasn’t that long, right?

Well maybe not by car it wasn’t. Unfortunately it took them almost an hour before they saw the replica Eiffel Tower. From there it wasn’t difficult to find their way to Gordon Ramsay Steak. Not hard, but still quite the walk. By the time they reached the restaurant Alexandra was exhausted. She might be used to walking in heels, but it was still a very long walk in ballet boots.

They had been uncertain of what to do next, but it seems they were in the right place after all. As they approached Kali came out, dressed as a waiter, “Ah Ms. Mason, Ms. Fontana, this way please.” She said quite formally.

“Kali? What's going on?” Jenny asked.

Kali just smiled, “I'll be your server. Please follow me.” Alexandra made eye contact with Jenny. Like Eric and Isla, Kali had a role to play and couldn't help them. They both looked back at Kali and nodded.

They followed their host to a table. She motioned for them to sit and then handed them each a menu, “Welcome! Please allow me to introduce the next leg in your Not-So-Amazing race. The contest is simple. You will be served from our tasting menu. You must eat everything presented to you and pay your bill. Once you have finished eating and paid, you will receive your next clue.

You may not have enough money to pay your bill, that is quite alright. The menu in your hand lets you order things which will earn you money. You may order at any time and I will bring you whatever you request, so no need to save it to the end of your meal.

With the goal of fairness in mind, all contestants will be served dessert exactly 1 hour after they entered the steakhouse. And no, I cannot tell you if the other contestants are here, and you are not permitted to wander and search for them, any question?”

Alexandra looked over at Jenny, who shook her head, “Uh, how much is the bill going to be?”

Kali smiled, “Excellent question.” Alexandra expected her to actually answer, but instead she just kept staring at them.

“Great. We have to guess. So if we don't have enough we have to waste time at the end, but we could overdo it and handicap ourselves for the next leg. Fantastic.” Alexandra sighed.

Jenny didn't seem bothered, “Sure. But also I'm starving. Bring us food.” She demanded of Kali.

“Yes, right away take a look at your menus. I’ll be right back with you amuse bouche.” She left and Alexandra opened the menu. She quickly realised getting the money wasn’t going to be easy. Or, if it was easy, it might make the future challenges difficult. They could both be locked in straightjackets which would give them quite a bit, but then they’d be screwed for the rest of it. No, they’d have to really think about this.