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"
Thanks
.
You
didn
’
t
need
to
.
"
"
It
’
s
service
.
Marullo
told
me
.
"
"
Keep
a
couple
of
Cokes
cold
,
will
you
?
I
got
dry
zeros
in
my
mouth
.
"
When
Ethan
returned
,
he
found
Marullo
peering
into
a
garbage
can
.
"
Where
do
you
want
to
talk
,
Mr
.
Marullo
?
"
"
Start
here
,
kid
.
"
He
picked
cauliflower
leaves
from
the
can
.
"
You
cutting
off
too
much
.
"
"
Just
to
make
them
neat
.
"
"
Cauliflower
is
by
weight
.
You
throwing
money
in
the
garbage
.
I
know
a
smart
Greek
fella
owns
maybe
twenty
restaurants
.
He
says
the
big
secret
is
watch
the
garbage
cans
.
What
you
throw
out
,
you
don
’
t
sell
.
He
’
s
a
smart
fella
.
"
"
Yes
,
Mr
.
Marullo
.
"
Ethan
moved
restlessly
toward
the
front
of
the
store
with
Marullo
behind
him
bending
his
elbows
back
and
forth
.
"
You
sprinkling
good
the
vegetables
like
I
said
?
"
