Champagne Parties and Caviar Dreams

The following very well may be my  favorite Emil story, which is interesting because a) it has nothing to do with poker and b) I wasn't even there when it happened. Nevertheless, ever since I heard it, I have always retold it, and I have always enjoyed it. 

During our junior year of college, Emil went out to the bars one night with some friends. At the end of the night everyone was hammered and starving so they went to a 24 hour deli/sandwich shop. While the other guys clamored at the register ordering huge sandwiches or whatever, Emil stood at the other end of the counter,  staring at a tray of huge cookies in the plexiglass dessert display case. 

For five full minutes Emil stood in silence staring at the cookies. Finally, a deli guy came over. "Can I help you, sir?" He asked. 

"Yeah," said Emil, without moving his eyes from the giant cookie tray. "I'm gonna need five of those cookies."

"FIVE?" asked the deli guy incredulously. These were huge deli cookies, probably five inches across. No one would ever need or want more than two. "Are you sure you want FIVE??"

Emil thought for a moment. "You're right." said Emil, nodding but not taking his eyes off the cookies. "Better make it six."