Jake Randolph in "The Naked Beat" Pt. 60

"No, don't tell me, lemme guess," Gibson said with his slow Texas drawl. "Ladies' intimate apparel. Unmentionables, am I right?"

I nodded, "How'd you guess, Gibson?"

He grinned, which made him look utterly psychotic in the dim light. "It's a gift. I can look at any man, size him up, and determine his profession. And I'm never wrong, either."

You are this time, I thought.

"Didn't catch your name, friend," he said suspiciously.

"Didn't throw it. But it's Randolph."

"Glad to know ya. Yes sir, Mr. Randolph, we're heading for some good times now!"

Or a helluva lot of trouble...