While the girls enjoy themselves at their celebration (see last week's post), the boys have their own party. A quartet has split off to train for the Sasha World Poker Tour...
Soon, after a quick tutorial, reshuffle, and a few bets...
Marco: Okay, mis amigos, I open with five.
Scot-Michael: Five it is.
Benjamin Roy: I see your five and raise you five more.
Frank: Yellow, 8!
Marco: Ay, Francisco, we are playing poker, not UNO.
Frank: Oh, yeah, duh.
Marco: --
Frank: --
Marco: --
Frank: How do you play poker?
Soon, after a quick tutorial, reshuffle, and a few bets...
Marco: Moment of truth, amigos. Show your cards.
BR: Two pair: black Aces and Eights.
Marco: ¡Ay Caramba! ¡El mano del muerto! The Dead Man's Hand!
Quick, what is your kicker?!
BR: Uh, Queen of Hearts...?
Marco: La reina del amor; gracias a Santa Maria. She breaks the curse. >whew<
Marco: I myself have la casa llena. A full house, sixes over fours.
Scot-Michael: Bah, I only had a pair of nines.
FRANK! What are you doing?
Frank: Aren't we playing strip poker?