"For—us?" Heck asked.
"Us, of course. I'm part of Hector Finch. We Sell Anything."
"What part?" Heck asked suspiciously.
"Don't say it like that, lover. It was Baldid's idea."
"Who the hell's Baldid?"
"Little man? Big head?"
"Go ahead," said Heck resignedly.
"I'm to be your procurement agent, is all."
"Procurer," said Heck, "of what?"
"Procurement agent, I said. What do you think a procurement agent does? He gets things. You sell them, I'll get them. O.K.?"