Waki Gets Wackier
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Yasuhiro Waki limped in before Michael Schwartz raised the pot. Waki called, and they saw a flop, as is traditional.
Flop: 
Waki fired out a pot-sized bet, and then sat very still, staring very intensely at Schwartz, his mouth slightly agape. Schwartz tanked up for some time.
"You got me covered?" he asked eventually. There was no answer, but Waki sat back and covered his face. Schwartz tanked for a while longer but eventually folded, muttering something about a straight flush draw.
Waki now banged the table with a force that usually suggests to us either that a player has been all in or, sometimes, comes from Italy, and he made a noise that sounded like, "YESSSSSSSSSSSSSS!". Knowing that Waki had neither been all in, nor was a member of one of the more expressive nations, this did seem somewhat excessive.
Waki's new friend Willie Tann took his arm and told him, "You must keep cool. Keep cool!" - but Waki couldn't stop grinning as he increased his stack to 90,000.
"If you slam the table when you win a pot, imagine how I feel," said the understandably somewhat sourer Schwartz, who was left with 60,000.