CD-THE02 (Oct 15, 2001)
Puzzle
“A lot of Cash on the table to stand on nothing.”
Lungo Trivia | 3 Words
Clue
Hover over the clues if you require!
Clue 1: Cash is the artist's name (or, to be exact, nickname).
Clue 2: THE01 should tell you which 'table' Lungo's talking about.
Clue 3: Dogs - now find that which stands on nothing.
Answer and Explanation
Answer: A Bold Bluff
Explanation: THE01 makes reference to poker; a famous group of poker table paintings is 'Dogs Playing Poker'. One of those paintings is called 'A Bold Bluff', originally called 'Judge St. Bernard Stands Pat on Nothing'.
Summary of Receipt
Lungo provides a small sample of his game. He seems to be playing with Naberius/Mrs. Weyer - who seems to be getting tired of running the Gossamer Ballast - along with Mr. Frederick, an unknown called ‘Caspar’, and Mr. Cold.
Transcript
RECEIPT AS OF: 10/15/01
BARISTA ON DUTY: LUNGO
RECEIPT FILED AS: AND-THE-02
A slice of the game I came here to play. Nothing terribly interesting, and I did lose rather quickly. Ah, such is the risk one takes when going all in so early on in the game. I thought my fellow employees would be interested in this transcript if only because it reveals Naberius Cerberus’ weakness—he is getting tired. Perhaps he would like some help putting an end to that which shouldn’t?
S.O.T.
Lungo: Well, how is everyone enjoying their never-ending night?
Mrs. Weyer: I think I need to hold my tongue on that one.
Mr. Frederick: Aw, do you really think Asmodeus would be listening in on a silly little poker game? Come on, you’re among friends!
Mrs. Weyer: I suppose so. I am so, very, very tired.
Lungo: To be expected, Naberius. You’re wearing far too many hats.
Mrs. Weyer: And you aren’t?
Lungo: Guilty as charged. Though, it’s not about how many hats you wear but how you wear them.
Caspar: Shall we begin?
Lungo: Oh, yes. Let the cards speak for themselves.
Mrs. Weyer: The cards can speak all they want. Try to match this!
[Caspar calmly nodded and matched Mrs. Weyer’s bet.]
Mr. Frederick: Well, you can’t win if you don’t play!
Mr. Cold: It’s not about luck. It’s about odds and calculations. It’s not about luck. It’s about odds and calculations. It’s not about Fate. It’s odd, these calculations. It’s not—
Mr. Frederick: Does he come with an off button?
Lungo: No, and clearly, he lacks self-preservation. All in, Cold? Well, I’ll fold.
Mr. Frederick: I don’t trust the robot’s hand. I’m out, too.
Caspar: …Out.
Mrs. Weyer: HAHA! YOU THINK YOU CAN SCARE ME, INDRID? LET’S SEE IT THEN!
Mr. Cold: It’s not about luck. It’s about odds and calculations. Three of a kind.
Mrs. Weyer: …Two pair. Well, this was a fun distraction. I’m wanted over at the bar.
Lungo: Do try and take it easy, Naberius.
Caspar: Next round.
Lungo: Ah, it seems Fate has smiled upon me. All in.
Mr. Cold: It’s not about Fate, Fate, Fate, Fate, Fate—
Mr. Frederick: In or out Cold?
Mr. Cold: It’s about odds and calculations. All in.
Caspar: …I’m out.
Mr. Frederick: It’s no fun when everyone always goes all in. I fold.
Mr. Cold: Full house.
Lungo: Drat. I only had a high card. Well, next time, perhaps. Well played, Cold.
Mr. Cold: That was an ill-fated bluff. It’s not about luck. It’s about odds and calculations.
E.O.T.