"Well, what do you say, my man? Come, come. There are others. If you don't want—"
"Naw, I didn't say that. I guess I'll take the deal. Only, lemme see that trick again. Walk through that wall."
"I already told you it wasn't really walking through walls. It is teleporting."
"Teleporting, shmeleporting. Gimme the gadget."
"There is no gadget. You are now working for us. You can teleport. And your specialty, Mr. Manetti—?"
"Tires. Automobile tires." Manetti walked toward the wall, chuckling happily.
"We'll expect a shipment today."
"Today? But—"
"You can teleport it, remember?"
Manetti nodded his head, got halfway to the wall and disappeared.