"I do. Five years ago, in Morocco, you gave me the same advice."
"I'm still waiting to see the result."
"You've seen it."
"What do you mean?"
"You told me to write a book, I wrote it. You've read it."
"In my sleep?"
"I hope not."
"Name, please? I've never so much as seen the outside of it."
"I didn't write in my own name."
"Name of book and pseudonym?" I persisted.