Korea Exchange
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We've been spending a lot of time hovering around the middle table that contains Matt Chang and Bernard Lee, fellow Koreans. There has been a lot of good-natured banter between everyone at the table, and Chang certainly has no trouble keeping the mood light. He's several cocktails in right now, and he's just donned a superfluous eye patch over his left eye.
A few moments ago, Chang and Lee spent some time discussing their heritage, and there's some indication that they both had tougher-than-average upbringings. "I'm sure your father said a lot of the same things my father did growing up," Lee said at one point.
Eventually, the language came up in conversation, and Lee admitted that his Korean his spotty. "I mean, I can order off the menu at a restaurant. But I can't speak soap opera Korean."
Chang had simliar experience with his native tongue. "I know. I can order Soju like nobody's business!" he quipped back, drawing laughs from those at the table who know what Soju is. It's a Korean liquor, if you're scoring at home.
Right around then, Lee came into the pot raising to 750, and the action folded all the way around to Chang's big blind. He grabbed the calling chips and tried to get them into the pot, but he eventually talked himself into a fold. "Against anybody but you, Bernard..."
Lee just smirked as he rolled over 
. "You really wanna do it?" he asked. "Come on then." With a wink and a push of the pot, the two men are onto the next hand.