"Your winnings." The Waitress said.

"Fuck you!" The young woman shouted at you. "My boyfriend is so gonna kick your ass when he finds you."

"Oh," the waitress said in a sultry tone. "You mean your boyfriend over at table eight betting his head and his wand?"

Shifting her eyes, the woman caught a glimpse of table eight surrounded by a group of grinning gamblers laughing at her boyfriend's disembodied head and penis stationed helplessly on top of the poker table.