Catherine looked around the table of intense faces and smiled. No one was talking, every pair of eyes focused on the growing pot.<br/><br/>"I'll call" she said, tossing her chips onto the table.<br/><br/>This reminds me of the time I played strip poker with my neighbour's son (and a couple of his friends). To this day they still don't realise that I knew they were cheating - I was kind of flattered and thoroughly enjoyed it, though when they finally got me naked they didn't know what to do. However, when I'd gone I'm sure there'd have been a shortage of Kleenex in the Johnson home.