"So where's all the money coming from for this big blue chip takeover?"
"We got a whole new financial network in place. Mr. Noda worked it out with the pension funds over there."
"Well, it seems to me you ought to be doing this thing right. Why think small? Pick up some more shares of those high-tech issues in the old portfolio too."
He stared at me with his bloodshot eyes. "How come we'd want to bother with that?"
"Just thought maybe you'd like to make a score."
"Huh?"
"Besides, down the line it'd probably impress hell out of Noda. The man admires initiative."
"What was it you said about a score?" He was blinking in erratic bursts, still flying on uppers.
"Forget it. Just a crazy idea that crossed my mind." I turned and walked back into the office . . . where Tam was waiting.
"What was that all about?"