This morning, BDL, I retrieved my stuff from the belt, and in front of me on the otherwise empty belt was a single bowl with a nice watch, a big thick billfold, a belt and various other items. I looked around and saw an older gentleman getting the frisk about ten feet away. I pointed at the bowl and mouthed "Yours?" He nodded. I pointed to the frisker mouthed "Tell him" and then pointed at my eye and to his stuff and mouthed "I need to see my stuff."

He picked up immediately and told the frisker. The frisker came over to the belt got the bowl and moved it to the chair at the frisk area.