I looked around at all those jerks, watching the frozen expressions of their faces, the too-plain lust in their eyes and all of a sudden I got mad - at Wendy. I didn't like for a babe to show off to a pack of stiffs what she showed me in private. Then I felt like one of the jerks myself and dropped it. She was just another sugar cutie, a little better than most, but her hair came out of a bottle and up close her eyes were hard around the edges. So she like to play games and who the hell was I to complain about it? The waiter brought my steak, I ate my way through it, paid my bill then caught Louis's eye and he waved me over. The guy had a memory like an elephant and gave me a regular glad hand."

1965