"Why did you have to be like that?" cried Larry, his face redder than the thin, tattered necktie he wore. "Why did you have to be so...so...persistent?!"
I took the drooping cigarette out of my mouth and fought off the temptation to blow a mouthful of smoke into my brother's face. "Because if I wasn't," I growled, "we wouldn't have gotten the best deal. Learn from a professional, Larry."