Table Talk: The Hellmuth Chronicles, Vol. I
Hellmuth tanked for a few minutes, and carefully studied Bonyadi. He was doing his ensconced Hellmuthian mind meld as he peeked into Bonyadi's soul. Hellmuth didn't like what he saw and folded.
"I think I folded the best hand there," Hellmuth barked across the table.
"Of course, Phil," answered Bonyadi. "You always fold the best hand."
"Today, I'll bust you," continued Hellmuth. "I won't even have to try. You'll just give me your chips. I'll make you a promise, buddy, that I'll get you."