Chamberlain was in Richmond for her yearly visit to company headquarters. She left the hotel and hailed a cab, giving the driver the address of where she wanted to go. When he pulled away from the curb, the driver held his left hand out the window and snapped his fingers four times. And, a few blocks later, Chamberlain noticed he repeated this strange action. By the time she arrived at her destination, the driver had repeated the habit at least two dozen times. Being very curious, when she paid the fare she asked him, "What's all this finger snapping about?" When he handed her change, she noticed that he had a wild gleam in his eye. He said, "Keeps the Bengal tigers away." "I beg your pardon?" Chamberlain said. "The reason I snap my fingers is because it keeps the Bengal tigers away," replied the driver. "What are you babbling about?" she cried out. "This is Richmond, Virginia. There are no Bengal tigers around here." "See?" he said triumphantly. "It works."