Jessica Biel loses again.

Bev put down her pair of Queens. Tony had a pair of Sevens. Denise bite her lip happily as she dropped a Straight, and Jessica groaned as she flipped over a pair of Fives.

"Well, at least I'm improving," Jessica said a little testily, cutting off any snide remarks Tony might have. He was grinning from ear to ear at the star's losing streak. "Maybe next hand I'll get to watch one of you for once..."

"I'll be sure to give you a good show, Jess," Bev said in a conspiratorial voice.

Jessica giggled a bit at that, stood up, and slowly pulled off her white tank top, hands grabbing the bottom hem and lifting with a swivel of her hips. She revealed her firm abs, dancing in place to a gyrating number everyone could hear in their heads. Then she lifted the tank top off completely, displaying a purple sports bra. It might otherwise be a fairly modest choice, but her 36C breasts were still pertly pushing out away from her athletic body, stretching the spandex of the bra as she gave a little stretch before sitting down.

"Right, whose deal?" Jessica asked casually of the other, fully-clothed competitors. All of whom were silently continuing Jess's strip tease in their minds.

"Mine," Denise said in an especially dainty voice before clearing her throat and taking the dealer chip.