Robert was glad he had taken the gig. It wasn't everyday he had two lovely ladies flirting with, each other, possibly him, and otherwise just plain being sexy. He was a bit out of it as, even in other strip games he had been hired for, there had been more then an over inebriated host at the table with him. Which usually kept the girls busy. He was also glad he had taken the time to make second drinks for each of the girls. He was duty bound not to leave his seat until the game ended.<br/><br/>James climbed back up his seat and gave a little wink to Hillary. "I'll keep that in mind when the clothes start to fly." He gave a smug grin and peeled off his shirt, and the attached tie, dropping it on the table. "I'm in Bobbo, roll em out!" His body was fairly tone, but pale in comparison to his arms and face. It wasn't exactly the type of body you show off, and the weather didn't much get hot enough to justify taking off your shirt if you didn't have something to show. But, it was still something.<br/><br/>Robert nodded and discarded a burn card, and flipped over the next card to be dealt.<br/><br/>"Two of hearts. 10s, 7d, 6c, 2h. I've got to tell you, this is probably the worst common pile I've ever seen. Any bets?" His eyes again move first to Hillary.