Spock's speedy computations and eidetic memory meant he was winning consistent hands of poker.

That was right up until his opponent snapped his fingers and a vision in red appeared.

Spock's gaze was riveted by the sultry eyes rimmed in heavy eyeliner. Then the figure moved languidly to reveal the hip high slit up the skirt. There was no visible underwear.

Spock's game deteriorated and he lost vastly when the moll sipped long and deep up a straw.

Ultimately he left with pockets lighter than he'd arrived.

But he considered he'd won as his arms were full with blue-eyed beauty.