Rudolf

She left her bags in the middle of the aisle where everyone could trip over them...

She was around 45, I guess, but she was very good looking.

Sensitive. That killed me. That guy Morrow was about as sensitive as a toilet seat.




"Would you care for a cigarette?" I asked her

She looked all around. "I don't believe this is a smoker, Rudolf," she said. Rudolf. That killed me.

But I wouldn't visit the sonuvabitch Morrow for all the dough in the world even if I was desperate!