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The coffee is bad. Leo drinks it anyway. Marv stirs his four times, then twice the other way.

“Lesson is,” Leo says, “don’t be fast. Be on time . And if you ever bring me a granola bar instead of what I asked for again, I’m going to use that golf glove to slap you so hard you’ll taste leather for a week.” pulp-fiction

Marv finally speaks. “What do I tell the Boss?” The coffee is bad

“I waited. The old man takes it off every night at 10:17. Puts it in the same drawer. I walked in at 10:23. He was in the bathroom. I didn’t run. I didn’t climb a fire escape. I opened the drawer, took the watch, closed the drawer, walked out.” “Lesson is,” Leo says, “don’t be fast