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Now that there are two people in the Nonwinners' Lounge, they've each got someone to talk shit with. As Richard begins fiddling with his various accessories (hats, sunglasses, etc.), Allison comments, "Richard is so going to lose -- he can't decide who he is." Martin just laughs. He's probably not going to talk shit about anybody -- he's too nice. Richard seems to have folded, and it's just John and Tim. The pot grows quickly; it's over twenty grand within a few moments. Richard, to the peanut gallery: "Any side bets? Because I need some money." John checks, Timothy bets his wad, and the pot is $31,100. Phil congratulates him on the nice play. John folds and Tim wins.
Timothy's playing for the Planned Parenthood Federation, which immediately moves him up several notches in my estimation. I guess if we can't get C.J. and Toby together, I could be okay if she hooked up with Danny. He says that he didn't start playing poker until later in life. He confesses to being mostly petrified at every turn and every card that's flopped.