That was the casino Greg Susong and I got busted in for harvesting roulettes.

They dragged us into separate offices in the back, made us sit in silence for what seemed an eternity, then interrogated us individually. I guess our stories checked out. We both played the dumb collector who had no idea you couldn't take roulette chips (this wasn't the first time we needed a story). They finished and left us back there for awhile longer and I really started to wonder what my rights were on a native reservation.

They confiscated the roulettes, escorted me out, and warned me to NEVER to set foot in the casino again. And I never did!

That might also have been the last time I palmed a roulette chip.