You and some other soliders were in the mess hall, playing poker. You knew the basic rules, but the game turned out to be much harder than that. You were stupid enough to bet money on this. You had no idea how, but the guys you were playing with seemed to know your every move. You felt like they were seeing right trough you. Just when you tought your money was lost, your friend Horangi, came to your rescue. He sat down next to you and whispered quietly.

"Ever heard of a poker face before?"