Right hand to GOD, i ran into this dude at like 4 am at Ceasars Palace in Vegas in a doorway walking alone looking as slapped as anyone i've seen leaving a party during the 40 0unce era. I asked if he was good, and he looked up like he heard a voice but wasn't sure if it was telling him to walk towards the light. I said "hope you good", and was glad I kept pushing because a big dude and 3 cronies hit the corner with broads that were obviously part of his entourage....no idea how they let him walk off alone like that.