Linda was not counting on Frank to understand anyway-he could hold his liquor, but he would not know much about drinking games since he did not work in PR. "Someone brought two decks of cards!"

As Nora soon returned with two decks of playing cards, Linda shuffled them masterfully before saying, "Well, I'll be the dealer for the first round!"

"Sure." Frank shrugged.

Linda quickly distributed three cards to everyone, and seeing that was a third of all the cards, Frank understood why there were two decks.

"One shot, Mr. Frankton. Do you yield?"

Frank picked up his cards: a straight flush to king.

Since it was a good hand, he shook his head. "No!"

Linda could tell from his reaction that his hand was good too and turned toward Nora. "What about you?"

"Three shots!"

and bluffed convincingly despite having a bad

with three shots," Nora pressed, her tone clearly challenging. "Showdown?"

saw through Nora's bluff, not falling for

me show her my cards, so that's twice my bet. But if she loses, she just has to drink three. "Also, if we're taking this seriously, we shouldn't take it shot by shot. Why don't we go with

"That won't do. It's a good day, so

choice but to go with it since Linda was their leader.

you hard, so why don't I drink for

have the right to choose to yield at any

little dull. I was intending to

lit up. "I haven't gotten to

not

"Three shots it is!"

her that Frank's hand was definitely bad, since his pride looked

exclaimed as

"Oh, shit!"

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