We don't do that in New York," rasped Odette. She cleared her throat. "No?"...

We don't do that in New York," rasped Odette. She cleared her throat.
"No?" Pinky smiled and put his hand on her thigh.
"No, it's, um, the cash machines. You just… you wait at them. Forever. Your whole life you're just always" - her hand sliced the air-"there.