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"Not if it disturbs other people," said Smalter.
"So do something about it, if you think you can."
Hayes leaned over Smalter's head. "You didn't
shoot yourself through the shoe again, did you?" He
grinned broadly.
"Fuck you." Barnum slammed the door in his face
and locked it.
The editor waved at the people across the green.
"Everything's all right, y'all. Nobody hurt." Motion
restarted.
Frowning, Smalter straightened his bow tie. "I
dislike that man.
I can't tell you how offensive I find him."
"Oh, hell, he's his own worst enemy, Sammy, don't
let it bother you. I think he's nuts. His commercial was
on TV last night, you know the one where he reaches
out his hands into the camera like he was going to haul
us right through it into his pocket? His eyes look like
he's nuts with greediness! Then half the time he's got the
damn store shut up. Mighty funny way for a man who
says he's all business to run a business," Hayes added,
as the two men returned to their own.