The lady was a mama in her early 60s, the other a very young black gentleman, err asshole. I really felt like telling them " HEY DOUCHE NOZZLES, I dont have to tell you how or when I'm going to play, shut the fuck up." There were at least 3 others at the table, and when the lady first said something it was just me and her. I very seldom engage the other players, I usually only talk with the dealers and play alone. I was a little taken back that they would say anything. I think mostly they were upset because they kept losing and I was winning. Home boy had out a few hundred on a hand and lost it, so I assume he blamed me for it.