Let me get this straight... you get the security guys offering to look for cards for you (!!) while I nearly get the rubber hose for being spotted picking up cards. It is not fair. Most of us take our chances with getting caught, and you just wink and flash a little leg and twist these security guys around your little finger, Pat. Oh well, I think it was for the best. Daryll lost enough at the blackjack table that he probably would not have had enough to bail you out. ;<)