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We found a table. Nora said: “She’s pretty.””If you like them like that.”

She grinned at me. “You got types?”

“Only you, darling – lanky brunettes with wicked jaws.”

“And how about the red-head you wandered off with at Quinns’ last night?”

“That’s silly,” I said. “She just wanted to show me some French etchings.

-Nick talking to wife Nora, The Thin Man, Dashiel Hammett, 1933

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