"Yeah, you've been hustling me," he says. "Damn, kid, and here I thought I could trust you."

He's clearly teasing, wearing a bright grin as he tosses his next bean bag and it misses the centre again. Beverly is going to win this one, but not for lack of his trying. He doesn't mind, though, either way, he's going to be paying for dinner, no matter what kind of bet they've made.

"One more throw," the man at the booth says, giving Beverly her last bean bag.