PART TWO
"New rule," said Marik. "Anyone who gets sent out of the game now has to do the Dance of Shame on top of that couch." He pointed to a couch on the opposite side of the room where the naughty magazines were now stashed.
Alister and Joey looked at the couch, then down at their scantily clad selves. "What's the Dance of Shame?" asked Alister.
Marik thought for a moment. "Like a touchdown dance," he said. "Only you'll be completely naked."
"I've never heard of this so-called 'Dance Of Shame'!" Kaiba scoffed.
"Yes, where did you hear about this?" Yugi wanted to know.
"It's…an Egyptian tradition in strip poker," Marik lied with a sly smile on his face.
"Get a clue: we're not in Egypt," Kaiba said.
"But look who's winning," Marik reminded him.
"Has anyone ever made you do the Dance of Shame?" Alister whispered to Joey.
"No. Has anyone ever made you do it?"
Alister shook his head. "At least...they didn't call it the 'Dance of Shame'..."
"I like poker!" Valon announced. "I'm practically winning!"
"It is a fun game, isn't it?" asked Marik, looking directly at Alister and Joey.
Alister looked down at his two of spades, his jack of hearts, his six of diamonds, his seven of clubs, and his three of clubs and suddenly wanted to strangle Marik. His only hope was that Joey, Yugi, Kaiba or Valon had something that would beat Marik, enabling him to maintain some shred of dignity.
Everyone else had utter crap, while Marik had another full house.
"Let's see…" said Marik, looking thoughtful. "Who should be the first to do the Dance of Shame…"
"I'm not feeling very empowered," Alister said to Joey.
"Valon, left glove," said Marik, smiling at his two victims.
Joey leapt to his feet, and hit the table. "I'm sick of your mind games!" he snapped.
"All right," said Marik. "Valon, you're safe. Joey…" Marik's smile grew even wider. "Start dancing."