Not for the first time, and certainly not for the last, Andi doesn't know whether he's lying through his teeth or not.  Night Baseball?  It's an almost completely random game, hardly worth being called poker.  She once tried to figure what odds would be like for it in college and ended up with nothing but a headache - the fact that this was during a party involving scotch didn't help.  But then, real pro players had been known to bet on stranger things - there even was paradoic tournament of Indian Poker at the WSOP.<br/><br/>She shakes her head.  "I thought they were just random boobie prizes for getting kicked out of the Golden Chip No-Limit Hold'em tournament.  It's a block or two down the strip.  I got bounced out and was handed the ticket as I left the table.  To be honest, I was so zoned out by thinking through the last hand I barely noticed whoever it was that handed it to me."<br/><br/>She pulls the invite out from her purse.  "I can't say it's clear to me what the game is, but the $10,000 sounds good."