"My car is parked just back of this place. Shall we go out to it, or would you rather go elsewhere?"
"Your car is as good a place as any—let's go."
"Oke," he answered, as he put his arm around her waist and lifted her off her feet and carried her out of the crowd to the swinging door. "How much is this deal going to cost me, Baby?"
"Just five bucks, big boy."
"Oke, Baby," as he slipped a bill into her hand, "There's ten. If you're good for five, you ought to be a pip for that."
In the dim light Pearl uncrumpled the bill he had slipped into her hand.
"Nuts, big boy, what's the gag? This ain't no ten—this is a fifty."
"I know it—see if you can make the next fifteen minutes worth it."