“Sure, cut de comedy,” said Dougan. “Joey’s de guy to put dis ting trough an you know it.... Cut de comedy.... If you dont like it you kin git out.”
Segal rubbed his thin hooked nose. “I was juss jokin gents, I didn’t mean no harm.”
“Look here,” went on Joe angrily, “what do you think I’m givin up my time for?... Why I turned down fifty dollars a week only yesterday, aint that so, Sid? You seen me talkin to de guy.”
“Sure I did Joey.”
“Oh pipe down fellers,” said Segal. “I was just stringin Joey along.”
“Well I think Segal you ought to be secretary, cause you know about office work....”
“Office work?”
“Sure,” said Joe puffing his chest out. “We’re goin to have desk space in the office of a guy I know.... It’s all fixed. He’s goin to let us have it free till we get a start. An we’re goin to have office stationery. Cant get nowhere in this world without presentin things right.”
“An where do I come in?” asked Sid Garnett.
“You’re the committee, you big stiff.”