The Poker-Darts thing again, but now a duel. Fired the old secretary, that pixel woman with the weird blinking, and got two new ones. A blonde and a brunette. Classic. Because if you're going to strip someone with a combination of card games and pub sports, it's better to have two targets. The whole setup is you and this other guy, your rival, throwing darts at the same board. His dart can knock your card away. Very annoying. The blonde, I think her name is Clara, has this look when you're winning, this tiny smirk. The brunette just seems mildly inconvenienced the whole time, like she's waiting for a bus. The darts feel floaty, no real weight. You aim for a King, the dart decides it's a three.

I got stuck for ten full minutes trying to get a flush. Ten minutes. The rival AI is a bastard, he kept hitting the cards I needed. The models are real, or they look like they were real once, captured with a camera from 2005. The lighting is harsh in that specific Flash-game way. There's a minigame element, yes, but it's really just throwing darts with a mouse flick. The strip part, when you finally get a hand, is a striptease. Lingerie underneath. The arcade feel is from the score, this repetitive little loop that drills into your skull. I wish the darts were more, I don't know, satisfying. Like a real thud.

What if they added a power-up? A dart that explodes a whole column of cards. That would fix the pacing. The poker logic is basic, just matching symbols. No wild cards. No risk. You just grind until the clothes come off. The blonde's bra is white. I remember that. The brunette takes her stockings off one leg at a time, which is a nice detail lost in the low resolution. It's a game about waiting, really. Waiting for the right card to spin around. Waiting for the rival to miss. The pleasure is all in the interruption of the wait, the sudden cascade when you get a straight and the blouse opens. I wanted the secretary back for a second, a third player maybe. A whole office of them. That would be chaos.