Cards fly into the air.
"I give up! You have to be cheating Ibusaki-kun!" Alice pouts, jabbing an accusing finger in Ibusaki's direction.
"My cards are just really good." Ibusaki shrugs, looking completely satisfied with the fifth royal flush he has laid down in front of him.
"That's some freakish luck." Souma scratches the back of his head with his two pair. "Anyway, time to strip."
Souma swiftly pulls his shirt off his head, tossing it behind him to the bed.
Alice eyes him up and down, then nods in approval. "This game does have it's perks, I suppose."
The cards in Isami's hand stutter in the midst of their shuffle as the faux dealer snickers. "Another round?"