Friday night/Sat morning I was playing a local casino. I have been working at becoming an AP player and had played from 9pm, betting mostly 1-3 units. 5 O'clock rolls around and just me and another player are left at a table they want to close down, so they tell us they have seats reserved for us at another table.

Fine, I move to another table and start making a few $ - the dealer I had played with since 11, and I know fairly well, sees me at a table across the pit. He says "hey 'Fred' I'm over here". I moved over to his table, decided it was late and I really needed to get moving along. I started betting 3 units minimum - the counted skyrockets, I'm spreading 6-18 units, doubling down and killing it. Up comes the yellow card, and the pit-boss says "let me have the rest of the shoe".

He and another pit-boss turn their backs to the table and go through it. I ask dealer 'Joe' "what's up'? He says "I'm not allowed to talk about it". Was it heat?