"I don't want to gamble."
"Yeah, sometimes I get tired of it, too. I mean when you just can't seem to get any action out of your money."
"Do you know a girl around town named Toni Raselle?"
She stopped smiling. "What about her? You looking for her?"
"Somebody mentioned her. I remembered the name. Is she nice?"
"She's damn good looking. But she's crazy. Crazy as hell. She doesn't grab me a bit."
"How come you think she's crazy, Donna?"
"Well, dig this. There's some important guys around here. Like Eddie Larch that owns this place. Guys like Eddie. They really got a yen for her. A deal like that you can fall into. Everything laid on. Apartment, car, clothes. They'd set you up. You know? Then all you got to do is be nice and take it easy. Not Toni. She strictly wants something going on all the time. She wants to lone wolf it. And she keeps getting in jams that way. My Christ, you'd think she liked people or something. If I looked like her, I'd parlay that right into stocks and bonds, believe you me. But that Toni. She does as she damn pleases. She don't like you, you're dead. So you can have hundred-dollar bills out to here, you're still dead. She wouldn't spit if your hair was on fire. That's how she's crazy, man."
"I think I see what you mean."
Donna sensed she'd made some sort of tactical error. She smiled broadly and said, "Don't take me serious, that about parlaying it into stocks and bonds. I'm not that type girl. I like a few laughs. I like to get around. My boy friend is away and I got lonesome tonight so I thought I'd take a look around, see what's going on. You know how it is. Lonesome? Sure you wouldn't want to see if you're lucky?"