It might have been strange, but with pride and such high stakes on the line, Remi was planning on doing something that she usually didn't do: refrain from cheating. She'd gambled a time or five without cheating before, but that had usually been just to prove that she could do it. This time, it was only because it would make victory taste that much better. Like with everything else she did though, she was definitely going to play for blood and enjoy every minute of it.
"Good, I wouldn't want to be forced into teaching you," She drawled lazily, putting on that bored air yet again, yet clearly relieved. (She was a spectacularly shitty teacher who didn't have any patience for mistakes- and would probably punch a potential student every time they fucked up splendidly.) "Oh, come now," That phrase was punctuated with a teasing wink, "Don't tell me you'd swoon from embarrassment if you have to take off your boots!" Leaning forward and lowering her voice to a faux conspiring whisper "Gods damn, you'd never live that fucking scandal down; word would spread far and wide!" If the semi-repressed laugh didn't give her away, nothing would. She couldn't say for certain why, but she did enjoy fucking with Amaya every chance she got.
Leaning back again though, she rifled through her pouches. She didn't carry game pieces or tokens with her, but other things that might have worked; little stones -even though they aided her work, they were very cheap, easy to find and she didn't really think even a blind thief would try to steal them. Finally, she placed said tools on the table: a handful of smooth, roughly thumb-sized white quartz, black obsidian and brown agate stones on the table, separating them into two equal piles. "If you don't want to strip, we can use these. I'd say, hmm... agate could be worth the least and quartz is worth the most. I'll leave it up to you."
Remi just didn't care either way, not really; she'd played strip poker a few times (twice with friends that she'd wanted to embarrass and once with -of all things- a very drunk client; though at that time, they'd both been bored to tears, had good booze at their disposal and she might have used just a few too many narcotic herbs for her own good then, too.) At the same time, she could see the point in using the stones to bet with as well.