You know what the first thing was I noticed about this game. Not the girls, not the premise. The music. This absolute crime against audio loops every three seconds like a broken ringtone from 2005. I couldn't find a mute button for solid thirty seconds so I just sat there, suffering, while a woman in what I can only describe as "aspiring Instagram fitness influencer circa 2017" outfit stared at me.

The plot, if we're generous enough to call it that, is that you're a fan who somehow controls whether this billiard player wins or loses through the power of... I guess horny guessing. She asks you riddles. Actual riddles. "What has cities but no houses" type stuff and if you get it right she sinks the ball and if you get it wrong, well. She doesn't. But here's where my review derails completely because the billiard itself is the most pathetic thing I've ever witnessed. The ball physics feel like they were coded by someone who only had a pool table described to them once, over a bad phone connection. The cue doesn't even pretend to follow the line you set. It just sort of suggests a direction and the balls scatter like startled insects.

Still. The strip element works because the model, whoever she is, has this deadpan look that I found weirdly compelling. Not sexy exactly. More like she's judging me for every wrong answer and honestly, fair. Her top came off after three correct guesses and I felt nothing, then her skirt went and I felt something, then the game crashed my browser tab entirely and I felt relief.

I never did solve that last riddle. Something about a room with no doors. Like my patience for this game.