In those few seconds, Marilyn knew she had her.  It had taken twenty years, 956 games, 3,824 cigarettes, 1,912 gin and tonics, 1,434 ham and cheese sandwiches, five packs of cards, and dogged persistence, but, by God, she had her.  Doris didn’t know it yet, but she was about to be handed a slice of humble pie.  “This must be what those people feel like when they win the Price is Right,” Marilyn thought, “or maybe Queen for a Day.”  Well, today she would be Queen.  As Doris turned back to her cards, Marilyn sipped her G&T and coolly inquired about the value of Doris and Frank’s new Airstream.