It was a great comfort, having a gun. Took your mind off your troubles. You spent all your time trying to figure out where to keep it.
“I don’t think I’ve ever been in Louisville before.” “Well, make the most of it. Take the elevator up to the top of the Empire State Building, catch a Broadway show. Ride the cable cars, take a boat ride on the Seine. Do all the usual tourist things. Because who knows when you’ll get back there again.”
It was, he noted, a two-and-a-half-car garage. Which was handy, he thought, if you happened to have two and a half cars.
They gave you a free continental breakfast at the motel — a cup of coffee and a doughnut, and he wasn’t sure what continent they had in mind —