“Benny!” Abe lumbered gaily to the passenger side. “Benny! Good to see ya! Pops got you out for a nice ride? Ya need a shave, Benny. Don’t they shave ya at that place, Benny? Huh?”

“Hi Abey! They shave Benny tomorrow!” Benny playfully whisked his bristly whiskers. “When you gonna visit Benny again, Abey? Benny had fun last time!”

Once they pulled away, leaving tire tracks on the lawn, Stanley turned wide eyed to Abe. “That’s him huh?”

“That’s him. King of the money- jews. Wouldn’t put it past he made Roy Cohn suck him off just to givim AIDS. That’s him, alright.”