By the way, that's the power of the Force over weak minds that I was getting those two, thousand dollar chips cashed today without having to present my player's card or hear any more of that nonsense about "we'll temp. close your line if you want to cash these out."

I just said something about, "I managed to win a little," which was true, and tossed the chips on the cage counter with the tone of a man long accustomed to quick service. The cashier manual and machine verified the 2000, counted it out in front of me, collected the fiver I tossed her in way of a tip, and I was on my way.