Think it was at Arizona Charlie's/Casinorama last year or the year before. I was bopping down the aisle and Stu saw me and called me over to his table. "Take over for me for just a few minutes," he said, "I need to use the rest room." And off he went. It didn't occur to me until I was seated, trying my best to look like a serious dealer, that his wares were unmarked, and I hadn't the slightest idea on prices of anything. Had anyone stopped to buy, I would have been 100% lost and they might have scored some really good bargains. It was nearing the end of the afternoon, and perhaps fortunately for me, even more fortunately for Stu, nobody stopped. Finally Stu came back from his "errand." Phew!

Your photo brought back happy memories. The best kind to have of a friend.