Short Day for Daniel
"I don't have that good of a hand -- I promise," said Negreanu. "Let's gamble buddy."
"I don't have a good hand either," replied the limper.
"Cmon," Negreanu urged. "I'll buy you a drink." It was at that point that the limper folded his hand. Negreanu flashed pocket eights.
Negreanu must have eventually received the action he was looking for. His seat is now empty.