You wave the 10 TC bill around in the air, hoping that the distant scent of cold hard cash will get picked up by The Big Bucks' powerful snouts and save you the trouble of finding them. There is a nice breeze blowing, so hopefully it will pick up the scent.

After doing this for a while and failing to hear the sound of galloping hooves, you realize it's probably not gonna be that simple. Sir Nutregard watches this whole display with disdain.