Lou stepped back another pace. “Now, wait a minute,” she said. “You seemed to need their information, all right.”
“But that was—oh, well,” Malone said. “Never mind. Maybe I’m silly. It really doesn’t matter.”
“I guess it doesn’t, now,” she said. “Except that it does mean I’ve got to leave for New York almost at once.”
“Can you cut out that ‘almost’?” Malone said. “Because I’ve got to be there myself, and right away. If you hurry, we can get the same plane.”
“That would be great,” she said.
“Okay, then,” Malone said. “Don’t you worry about a thing, I’ll take care of reservations and everything.”
“My, my,” Lou said. “What it must be like to have all that pull and influence.”
“What?” Malone said.
Lou grinned. “Nothing,” she said. “Nothing.”
“Then it’s all settled. I’ll take care of the reservations, and we’ll go in together,” Malone said.