Jake Randolph in "Requiem For A Stripper" Pt. 303

"It's 12:03 a.m., Harrigan. I hardly call that the middle of the night."

The Immoral Society party had just started up in Nichols Canyon. It looked like I was going to be fashionably late.

"Well, I work too damn hard during the day to have to come to parks after midnight and scrape old ladies up off the ground after you've plugged them!"

Jen Ann had recovered by this time and was standing beside me.

"Boy, he's just like you described him, Jake," she said with amazement.

"Oh," Harrigan said, "and this must be the stripper you're shacking up with."