Американские боги
Chapter 9
Hewipedtheremaininggravyandleftoversfromhisplatewithasliceofbread,whichheatewithlip-smackingrelish.
"LetmeseeifI’vegotitstraight,"saidShadow."SoAbrahamleaves,ninethousanddollarsthericher,andintheparkinglotbythetrainstationheandBarringtonmeetup.Theysplitthemoney,getintoBarrington’sModelAFordandheadforthenexttown.Iguessinthetrunkofthatcartheymusthaveaboxfilledwithhundred-dollarviolins."
"Ipersonallymadeitapointofhonornevertopaymorethanfivedollarsforanyofthem,"saidWednesday.Thenheturnedtothehoveringwaitress."Now,mydear,regaleuswithyourdescriptionofthesumptuousdessertsavailabletousonthis,ourLord’snatalday."Hestaredather—itwasalmostaleer—asifnothingthatshecouldofferhimwouldbeastoothsomeamorselasherself.Shadowfeltdeeplyuncomfortable:itwaslikewatchinganoldwolfstalkingafawntooyoungtoknowthatifitdidnotrun,andrunnow,itwouldwindupinadistantgladewithitsbonespickedcleanbytheravens.
Thegirlblushedoncemoreandtoldthemthatdessertwasapplepie,applepieàlamode—"That’swithascoopofvanillaicecream"—ChristmasCake,ChristmasCakeàlamode,oraredandgreenwhippedpudding.WednesdaystaredintohereyesandtoldherthathewouldtrytheChristmasCakeàlamode.Shadowpassed.