Another cocktail waitress passes, offering up coffee, tea, and soda. As your camouflage efforts increase, your orders for the cocktail waitress may change from coffee and bottled water to gin and tonic or vodka and Seven. By the way, you don’t actually drink the stiff ones - you’re just ordering them for the subtle image it plants, perhaps at an opportune moment like when a suspicious pit boss is observing your game of online blackjack . You can dump the contents of the glass a little later on, when outside or in the casino restroom, and refill it with water.
"You’ve actually done that?"
"Many times," I say. "My drink of choice is a gin and tonic, something that simulates water." Just then the pit boss who had given me heat in the past looks

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