Bradford Galt:
The stain... The ink, baby, the ink. I smeared ink on his white suit up in my office.
Kathleen Stewart:
What of it?
Bradford Galt:
He'd have to have the suit cleaned, wouldn't he? The cleaners would have his address, wouldn't they?
Kathleen Stewart:
Well, this is a pretty dirty town. Cleaning places grow on every street like mushrooms.
Bradford Galt:
Yeah, but they don't do their own cleaning.
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