Books and all that stuff don't hide everything. Tom, you're coverin' up. A nickel snatcher. Robbin' the streetcar company. Some of the purchases fall to the ground and smash on the sidewalk.
People load up a limousine and a flower delivery van with bottles.
Even a baby carriage is filled with booze, displacing the infant of a young couple. I heard today that alcohol's going to thirty dollars a gallon. The Real McCoy is hard to get. All you gotta do when you deliver a good shipment is size-up the layout and let me know. I can use some of it.