Pea, pea, where's the pea?

To the man hustling people on the street: I am sorry I embarrassed you. Just so everyone understands the story, let me tell it. I was waiting for my bus, when I saw a street guy hustling people with the shell-and-pea game. He came over and said in an intimidating voice, "You look like someone who would like to play a game." I wished to take advantage of him, so I said yes. He started to mix up his shells and asked me which one the pea was under. I said "the left one," and he turned it over and showed me that I was right. Then he asked me to bet on it. So I pulled out a 20 (he said it was the minimum bet) and hung it out of my front pocket, with every intention of giving it to him if I lost. He started to mix up the shells, and I felt kind of bad about the fact that I would win, so I gave him a chance to back out. He said no. "Where is it?" he said, and I asked him again if he was sure he wanted to bet. He said yes. So I told him where the pea was: "It's in your left hand between your first and second fingers." Maybe I should have told him I am a professional magician. Hmmm...

Please street guy, I'm sorry for ruining your game and making you run off. But then again, you didn't pay me for winning, so I guess we're even.--Anonymous