Somehow, in all their talking, neither one of them seemed all that concerned about winning.

Which is why there isn't a winner, just a couple of close calls.

"Hey, no problem."

Hurley presses the little latch again, then starts throwing the tokens and pieces back into the box. "You think you can hang onto this for me for awhile?" he asks, tapping the lid of the box. "I gotta head to my shift."