‘What you need,’ The Fat Man said, gesturing with a twirl of his yolk-dripping knife ‘What you need is to learn how to enjoy yourself, get a little pleasure into your life. Get a girl. You got a girl, right?’ Across the table Smith gave a near imperceptible shoulder shrug, the gesture saying ‘maybe I do, maybe I don’t.’ ‘I mean Lord knows I pay you enough, right? You can’t be hurting for money. Go out and spend a little, go for a drink, meet someone.