well what happens is you tell the low/medium ID checker guy that your wallet was stolen (by your drunk in vegas alter ego apparently) and then he/she turns around with his/her hand in the air and looks for a manager. now the manager is a really busy guy with like a million things to do and he really does not GAF about you, so when he finally comes over he is like OK are you sure you can't find anything with your name on it at all anywhere because it would be a lot easier if you could. and you're like nope everything is gone. then he's like *sigh* "alright come over here and wait here for a sec, i have to call the east coast." i don't know what that means exactly but he is on the phone asking you questions like "name a street you have lived on. name a car that has been registered under your name. name your father's middle name." etc, and he repeats your answers into the phone to the "east coast". then after like 5 of those they give your luggage an extra once-over and that's it.
