"Ah so? You sprikker goot Inglish laik me."
"Very kind of you."
He rode down three floors, found room 615, and stopped as he heard voices within.
"... dos, tres, cuatro, cinco, seis, siete. By seven o'clock tonight, okay, Gringo?"
"What do you expect for seven thousand bucks—service? Look, boys, I'm just a honest businessman. I can't get it for you today. Have a seegar, Pablo."
"Tfu!"
"All rightie, your cause is my cause. Maybe I can get it for you tonight. But you'll have to pay in advance. What do you say, Francisco?"
"I counted the money. It is waiting for you. You deliver, we pay."
"But how can I trust you? I like you boys, I know you like me, but business is business. I gotta give something to my jobber, don't I?"
"Gringo!"