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"
Try
using
my
name
.
"
"
Don
’
t
sound
friendly
.
Kid
is
friendly
.
"
"
It
’
s
not
dignified
.
"
"
Dignified
is
not
friendly
.
"
Ethan
laughed
.
"
If
you
’
re
a
clerk
in
a
guinea
store
,
you
’
ve
got
to
have
dignity
—
for
your
wife
,
for
your
kids
.
You
understand
?
"
"
Is
a
fake
.
"
"
Course
it
is
.
If
I
had
any
real
dignity
,
I
wouldn
’
t
think
about
it
.
I
nearly
forgot
something
my
old
father
told
me
not
long
before
he
died
.
He
said
the
threshold
of
insult
is
in
direct
relation
to
intelligence
and
security
.
He
said
the
words
‘
son
of
a
bitch
’
are
only
an
insult
to
a
man
who
isn
’
t
quite
sure
of
his
mother
,
but
how
would
you
go
about
insulting
Albert
Einstein
?
He
was
alive
then
.
So
you
go
right
on
calling
me
kid
if
you
want
to
.
"
"
You
see
,
kid
?
More
friendly
.
"
"
All
right
then
.
What
were
you
going
to
tell
me
about
business
that
I
’
m
not
doing
?
"
