human
Hey! I called.
gpt
You birds got a three-ton jack I can borrow?
human
Who you drive for, Mac?
gpt
The High Duke of Jersey. Flat. Left rear. On a night like this. Some luck.
human
The Jersey can't afford a jack?
gpt
He could buy you and gut you on the altar any Saturday night of the week, low-pockets. And he'd get a kick out of doing it. He's like that.
human
Can't a guy crack a harmless joke without somebody talks about altar-bait? You wanna jack, take a jack.
gpt
How long you on the Jersey payroll?
human
Long enough to know who handles the rank between Jersey and Filly.
gpt
Where's the kitchen? I'm putting a couple of hot coffees under my belt before I go back out into that.
human
Over there. A flight up and to your left. Tell the cook Pintsy invited you.
gpt
I tell him Jersey sent me, low-pockets.