Time for cigarettes!
, Bruno Fitoussi in the small blind position checked to John Eames in mid position, who bet a mere 1,200. It was enough to make Nicolas Levi on the button fold.
, while Fitoussi could only manage
.
was spread out on the table, and Sefrioui was all in. Thorel put him at risk with
, and the at-risk player could only show up an out-pipped
.
binked fourth street right there, drawing a loud cry of "Nooooo!" from Thorel as he spun away from the table. The
filled out the board, and Thorel proceeded to berate first the dealer, then his opponent for several minutes. He finally ended the discussion with "You play so bad," as he splashed his departing chips into the pot one by one. It wasn't a pleasant display of poker etiquette, but it's the sort of thing you become accustomed to in these environments.
hit an ace on the turn and a king on the river to beat Mr. Glum's pocket tens, and he stays in the game.
flop. When the hands were tabled, he was drawing to just two outs for his tournament life.
Disgusting. While the rest of the table looked like they wanted to be sick, Mercier kept her face expressionless and silently counted the chips to double up Atal. She was left with 26,000 while Atal rivered his way to 51,000.
board, facing a 9,500 bet from Peter Traply. Bansi eyed up Traply, who had a mere 5,000 or so behind, before opting for just a call. Bansi turned over
for two pair - but Traply had him outkicked with
and took the pot.

Kravchenko checked, Imaz bet 2,000, Juhasz folded, and the stone-faced Russian made the call.
Kravchenko checked again, then called a 4,000 bet.
Both players checked to showdown. Imaz tabled
, but Kravchenko revealed that his
had rivered the win.
, Raymer moved all in for about 11,000. His opponent quickly called, and the cards were on their backs:


on the turn was unfriendly for him, giving his opponent the flush and leaving him drawing dead to the river. The meaningless
filled out the board, and Raymer wished his table luck as he headed off to finish up a few interviews.