She Had to Say Yes1933

Sol Glass:
And you, that Beau Marche account we had for over five years, and what happens, like that, they take their business to Aaron Wolf.

Mr. Goran:
Say, that wasn't my fault. I know how we lost that account.

Sol Glass:
Look, he knows how he lost it. But, do you know maybe, Mr. Goran, how to keep an account?

Mr. Goran:
Say listen, is it my fault because we have a bunch of worn out gold diggers as customer girls?

Sol Glass:
What's that got to do with it?

Mr. Goran:
Well, I'll tell you. When a buyer is locked out in the hallway for over two hours in his underwear, maybe he isn't feeling so good in the morning.

Sol Glass:
I don't get you.

Mr. Goran:
So, I'm telling you, the Beau Marche buyer took out one of our customer girls Tuesday evening. So, where was he Wednesday morning? He was running up and down the hallway in his underwear, like the girl had locked him out. Dodging people, as our guest!

Sol Glass:
So what!

Mr. Goran:
So, he took his account over to Aaron Wolf.

Sol Glass:
And what girl is that?

Mr. Goran:
Oh, it was that red headed girl, DeVere, she calls herself.

Sol Glass:
I'll fire her in the morning.

Mr. Goran:
It's too late, she quit tonight.

Sol Glass:
Gentlemen, our customers must be entertained, but, never insulted. Unless they're slow to pay. If a girl has no respect for a good customer, we don't need her.