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Alexander Kuzmin was in the big blind, and action was on Tom Marchese when he asked Kuzmin how much he was playing.
"I don't know," Kuzmin said flatly. Marchese asked him to count, and he declined, so the floor was called over.
When the dealer explained that Marchese was requesting a count, floor person Nikki said, "Okay, then we'll count it down."
"But these are my chips," Kuzmin said, denying the count. "I don't know why he needs to know."
From across the table, Dani Stern had had just about enough of this exchange. "Because it's relevant information, that's why! He wants to know how many chips in a poker tournament, imagine that!"
"Fine, then I want a count on him," Kuzmin said, stubbornly pointing to Marchese.
"And he can tell you in twenty seconds," Stern said. "Because he has them stacked in a reasonable manner. You're just being difficult" Sure enough, Marchese already had himself counted at 827,000 by the time Stern was done talking. The floor counted Kuzmin down at 482,000, Marchese folded, Stern raised, and he took the blinds, including Kuzmin's.
Nikki explained to Kuzmin that if he kept his chips stacked in twenties, it would be easier for the other players to eyeball.
"Something happens when you put nine grown men in front of a piece of green felt," someone said within earshot. "They all revert back to kindergarten."