My wife and I where quiet fond of a little hotel in Boucherville - just outside of Montreal. We'd stop there on a friday night, late after driving up from NYC after work. have a great breakfast, and off to Quebec city in the morning - a recipe for a weekend jaunt to Quebec from New York. Well, one night late, we would generally get there around midnight or just after, we were having a quick drink in the bar of the hotel before bed. We fell to speaking to a nice fellow in our broken french... gave him our card and said look us up when you come to New York... another fellow kept pestering the fellow... so he fianlly said, Ok Ok Ok and took some money from the guy and gave him a glassene envelope! Jeeze, we just invited the local drug deeler to visit us! He never did, thank god.... Larry