Table Closed
You won $612 from the pot.
As you rack up your chips, VegasViking stands up abruptly.
"Wait. You're the one from the charity tournament, right? 2019? You donated your winnings to—"
He trails off, looking at you differently.
"My daughter. She was sick. That money..." He shakes his head.
"I didn't recognize you without the beard."
He leaves without another word. Sometimes poker isn't about the cards.