Myst shrugged delicately at the second lousy hand, and she stood, smiling softly, and unsnapped the corset, folding it and setting it aside. The air felt good on her skin, and the slightly fuller breasts were a slightly lighter shade than her normally exposed skin. She sat back down, down to her panties and her stockings and looked at the new dealer. "Something a little luckier, maybe?" she chuckled in jest.