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you fucking enjoying your fucking _shit dinner?_" And Saladin Chamcha, perhaps out of his annoyance that Gibreel had not been confronted by the man he'd all but killed -- catching him off guard from behind, the coward's way -- found himself answering: "We would be, if it wasn't for you." Ratboy, swaying on his feet, digested this information; and then did a very surprising thing. Taking a deep breath, he drew himself up to his full five foot five; then leaned forward, and spat violently and copiously all over the food.
"Baba, if that's in your top ten," Gibreel said in the taxi , "don't take me to the places you don't like so much."
"'Minnamin, Gut mag alkan, Pern dirstan,'" Chamcha replied. "It means, 'My darling, God makes hungry, the Devil thirsty.' Nabokov."
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