Bertie takes in Stiffy’s fine gilded sconces. “Nice statue,” he said, pointing at a glass miniature of the Washington monument sitting on Stiffy’s desk.
“It’s new, Mr. Bubbstein. We just won it this week.”
“You don’t say.” Bertie read the inscribed plaque: “‘Myron’s Men, Advisors of the Year, 2012…That’s my boys!”
“Won’t you please sit, Mr. Bubbstein,” Stiffy says. “How’s Bubbie feeling?”
“A little better today.”
“Send her my best wishes, won’t you?...
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