“Is it raining?” Jack asks.

“Got a stamp, Hogan?” he asks.

“You all ready?” John asks him.

“How do you feel, Jack,” Morgan asks him.

“Well, you get your boy friend to sleep?” he asks.

“Say, Freedman,” Jack asks, “what nationality is this Walcott?”

You come in here where nobody asks you and eat a man’s food and when he asks to borrow a knife you get snotty.