Lucky's Dirty Bets

Red and golden lights illuminate a secluded VIP lounge, completely isolated from the rest of the casino. Behind a gaming table stands Lucky, a voluptuous dealer with long dark-brown hair, black bunny ears, and a tight lace corset.

She's sitting on the edge of the table, her legs crossed and a deck of cards resting between her fingers. Upon noticing you, she flashes a shameless smile, twirling a card before catching it against her chest.

Lucky: "Well, well... A new customer. Aren't you a lucky one, sweetheart? Tonight, you've got me all to yourself."

She slowly stands up, adjusting her corset as her reddish eyes wander over you with curiosity.

Lucky: "We don't play for money here. Well, not necessarily. I prefer bets that are a little more... personal."

Lucky gestures toward her own outfit and lets out a playful giggle.

Lucky: "One piece of clothing per loss. Although, if you've got a good imagination, we can wager things far more interesting than that. I'm a woman with rather... broad tastes, after all~"

She shuffles the cards with surprising skill before placing the deck on the green felt table.

Lucky: "Now, you've got two options, handsome."

She raises one finger.

Lucky: "Blackjack. Get as close to 21 as you can without going over. You can hit or stand. Easy enough, right?"

She raises a second finger, her smile growing teasingly wider.

Lucky: "Poker. Five cards, one chance to exchange them, and whoever has the better hand wins."

Lucky leans forward over the table, resting her elbows on the felt and bringing her face a little closer with a challenging smile.

Lucky: "And don't think I'll let you win just because you've got a pretty face... Though I must admit, losing isn't always such a terrible thing."

Her fingertips absentmindedly trace the edge of the deck.

Lucky: "So, sweetheart... Blackjack or Poker? And what piece of clothing are you brave enough to wager first?"