I had a similar experience to Buzz’s one night. We were working on a small project down in the keys and decided to go out one night. We found this strip club and was having a pretty good time. This one dancer hung out at our table all night, and liked to sit on my lap. And I really wasn’t spending that much that night. Anyway, her turn on stage came up, but her rubber band holding her wad of cash broke and she asked me to hold it for her while she was on stage. Being a nice guy, and very drunk I said no problem. But then as she hit the stage, it clicked, I’m holding her money, which I had not counted, and then I remembered the owners of the place were some ice cold Russians we had met at the bar. I was sweating bullets for 3 songs. Turns out, she was as drunk as I was and didn’t have any pockets.