It's All About the Benjamins

I went to an arcade in Lake Tahoe with my son Tom.  I only wanted to get five dollars in tokens, so I went to the front counter to get change for a twenty.

"Could I get a ten and two fives?" I asked.

"Yeah," she said.

Then she paused.  And held the twenty up to the light.

I know.  It's part of her job.  But I had to wonder:

Would she have done this to the Pope?

So I opened my mouth.

"Do you have to do that?"

"Yep," she answered in an annoyed tone, "Have to make sure it's real."

So she gave me the two fiv