As I was busy being traumatized by Bill, the rest of the HCR attendees were at the livery getting signed in. Compass, the Barn Boss, has met my husband on multiple occasions. In fact, the week before the ride, we'd had a bonfire at the livery to celebrate her birthday. The woman knows my husband.
She's getting everyone signed in and collecting money and gets to RockCrawlinChef. Being a smart ass, she says, "that'll be $500, please." RCC, without missing a beat (so I'm told), tells her to put it on "GunDiva's tab".
She looks up, looks him over in his cowboy outfit (the man in a cowboy hat is - wow) and honestly has no clue who he is. Really, Compass? We just celebrated your birthday together and you don't recognize RCC?
He thinks she's kidding about not knowing who he is until she demands that he take off his hat. Then it sinks in that she really did not recognize him and wasn't being a smart ass.