Frida Kahlo Self Portrait with Braid

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What’s hawt cuisyne?’ said Victor.
‘It’s foreign,’ said Dibbler. He scowled at Victor. Someone like Victor under the same roof wasn’t part of the plan. He’d been hoping to get Silverfish alone. ‘Means food,’ he added.
Silverfish stared at the card.
‘What about it?’ he said.
‘Why . ‘That’s not important.’
‘But,’ Silverfish said, ‘if we went around saying Harga’s House of Ribs was the best place in the city, what would all the other restaurants think?’
Dibbler leaned across the table.
‘They’d think,’ he said, ‘ "Why didn’t we think of it first?" ‘
He sat back. Silverfish flashed him a look of bright incomprehensiondon’t you’, said Dibbler, speaking very carefully, ‘hold this card up at the end of the performance?’ ‘Why should we do that?’ ‘Because someone like Sham Harp will pay you a lo– quite a lot of money,’ said Dibbler. They stared at the card. ‘I’ve eaten at Harga’s House of Ribs,’ said Victor. ‘I wouldn’t say it’s the best. Not the best. A long way from being the best.’ He thought for a bit. ‘About as far away from being the best as you can get, in fact.’ ‘That doesn’t matter,’ said Dibbler sharply