Vince beams at you and pours you a drink on the house. As you quaff it down, he leans over and
whispers,
"M.J. tells me that Jason Frame is a prime suspect,"
Vince puffs out his chest like a bullfrog,
"I had my eye on him since the beginning. The guy's a real sleaze."
"Do you know where I can track him down?"
"Who, Jason? He's ... ah.... Where is he, now? Give me a moment to think of it..."