Since Nathan was having the luckiest day of his life (he got an A on his test, won the hunting lottery previously mentioned, and found his shotgun sights he'd been looking for for months) we decided we should stop at the first sketchy gas station we could find on the way to the airport for real lottery tickets. So Hoppes, Nathan, and I all counted our pennies out to buy a couple of tickets each. In the words of Nathan, "The dirtier, the better."
Nathan did NOT win the lottery that day. He determined that his luck had run out. Hoppes must have picked up Nathan's luck because she won $5. Lucky.