"No?" Frey looked at Mogin. Mogin shrugged.
"No, I didn't do it," Lasseroe said. "Let me see your badge."
"I don't have a badge. I'm a private detective."
Lasseroe said, "I've a good mind to call the police."
"You don't have to call them," Fry said. "They'll be here soon anyway." He walked to the door. Mogin followed.
Lasseroe stood there in the center of the lavender rug. He said, "You gentlemen have wasted your time."
"Quiet," Mogin toned.
In the elevator Frey said, "Maybe we can still make that double feature."
"I'm getting hungry," Mogin said. "How about some lunch?"
Frey parted his lips and the cigarette fell from his mouth. He stepped on the stub and said, "We'll have lunch and then we'll visit another party."