While Jouri and Alda were busy joking around, Meg finished her push-ups.

"Let's continue!"

Frank and Meg both rolled their dice, and it was a dramatic reversal this time-Meg had five threes, while Frank had two sixes, two, five, and four.

It was a really bad roll, and Alda was left wondering if the program was unreliable... Why would there always be five-of-a-kind in every roll?

"Five threes!" Meg exclaimed, confident now that she had a good roll.

"Six threes!"

Frank did not have threes, but it was never about one's roll-bluffing worked on occasion.

"Seven threes!"

no surprise, Meg fell

was just that

exasperation when she saw that Frank did not have

of themselves because they had a good roll, and it was surprising that a veteran like her would fall

"Now that's a problem..."

when they had good rolls, but they won anyway

out, Jouri reminded

"I'll just leave it to

not care what Alda thought and simply found the game

no angel, but he was not about to start pressing his luck like some common scum-hugs and kisses were dull anyway, and they could just skip right to the

the honors." Alda giggled gleefully, not knowing Frank's thoughts

impatiently. "Why don't I help

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