Jake Randolph in "Requiem For A Stripper" Pt. 80

"Please come in, Mr. Randolph," Schmidt said to me before looking down at Minga and saying, "Nicky, get off ze floor!"

Minga rose up and straightened his suit jacket.

"Boss, you're not gonna listen to this guy, are ya?"

"Sit down, Mr. Randolph. Nicky, go tend to ze club."

I smiled as Minga walked out, seething.

I sat down in front of Schmidt's desk.

"Would you care for a drink, Mr. Randolph?" he asked as he went to the drinks cart in the corner.

"No, thank you."

He poured himself what looked like a brandy and then sat back down...