With a nine rolls, Joy's piece moved until it came to a green square. Reaching forward, she took the next green card from the stack.
"Now become a matching pair; For the one whose shape you share."
"Whose shape I shared?" Joy questioned. "What does... Oh, no."
Just as she realized what the card was saying she vanished from sight, leaving the bra that had been Cyndi hanging empty in the air. A second later, it dropped to the chair Joy had been sitting in.
"Where did she go?" Diane asked from across the table.
Sue, who had been sitting next to her, smiled. "She right her," she said, reaching over with both hands.
As she held them up, Diane could see that in one she held Cyndi the bra. In the other, was a pair of panties. "A matching pair," Diane nodded, repeating the phrase from the card. "So, what do we do with them now?"
"What else can see do," Sue said, sitting the underwear on the table. "We play the game. My turn." And she rolled the dice.