I purely loooove mallards, (an old gamblers' term for $100 bills). I was regularly known to say that the 3 most beautiful things in the world were tall blondes, Secretariat & mallards. When i played cards for a living, i carried a choking roll of em. After a big win, it became my reward to myself to look for someone over their head in the shops or streets of Reno and present them a snappy mallard. First time happened by accident - in a convenience store line, a young lady with a babe on her hip was attempting a one-handed search for the extra dough the checker required for diapers. I'd often paid tabs under similar circumstances, but giving her a Benjy and telling her to get her baby sumn nice just felt so good, i did Random Acts of Kindness from then on to celebrate a win.
When i moved to NM and the indian casinos wouldnt allow employees to bet on the sports displayed on bigscreens throughout the poker room, we'd bet RAKs and it became a thing between employees and customers and led to over 5figs a yr going to charities & individuals.