Maxx laughed at her. "Perhaps you misinterpreted the rules. The king is my choice of clothing," his grin widened, seeming clever and he removed his jacket form his shoulders and set the card back in the four card deck. He rolled the dice, and it landed on a three. Counting as he shuffled, he set the cards before him and picked the one on the furthest right. He sucked in air sharply through his teeth. "Ooo. The Queen. Now, let's see...what shall we remove?" His grin was absolutely devilish and his eyes surveyed her body with no remorse. "Hmm, I suppose your necklace will do, for now. Your turn."