So I says to Myrtle, I says look, sister, it's a mug's game, and you're too smart a cookie to fall for that, and she says to me, she says yeah, well, when did you become the expert, and I says to her, I says Myrt, we go back how long now? Have I ever steered you wrong? Remember Howie from Canarsie? I told you he was a bum and a bum he was. Then Myrtle says . . .