<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Wally, the factory worker</span></span><br/><strong>Location:</strong><em>The Brazen Hussy</em>, "one of the town's seedier bars"<br/><strong>With:</strong>Phil, Levi<br/><br/>When I said, "All in," the music stopped and a crowd gathered to see what the outcome would be.<br/><br/><em><strong>"Why the hell not? I've been taking your money since I sat down, I see no reason why I should stop now. I call."</strong></em><br/><br/>I narrowed my eyes at the man.<em>We'll just see about that.</em>It was one thing to talk down to me at the table, but now the whole place was a-watchin'.<br/><br/>The lady spoke.  Something was off about her.  She was wait too shiny for a place like this.<br/><br/><em><strong>"You must be rather sure of your hand mister. Make a bold move like that."</strong></em><br/><br/>After the man matched my bet, he continued to taunt me.<br/><br/><em><strong>"Maybe you should just fold now, run on home with your tail tucked between your legs.  It would save time."</strong></em><br/><br/>If I weren't so confident with my hand, I'd have put a bullet in the long-haired man right then and there.<br/><br/><em><strong>"You boys are brave. To rich for my blood at the moment."</strong></em><br/><br/>I was staring down the man when the lady spoke and folded her hand.<br/><br/><em><strong>"Well let’s see what you got then? I'm curious to see who wins this little show off."</strong></em><br/><br/><em>About time.</em><strong>"Read 'em and weep, feller.  Four-of-a-kind."</strong><br/><br/>I smiled smugly as I reached for the pile of chips, not bothering to check what his hand was.<br/>