Young and beautiful, I am sure.
As you say.  I must be off.
Enjoy your weekend, Colonel.  I will enjoy mine.
Cortez had been gone only an hour when a telex came in, informing him that last night's courier flight had failed to arrive at its destination in southwestern Georgia.  The amusement that invariably accompanies receipt of top-secret information changed at once to anger.  El jefe thought to call Cortez on his mobile phone, but remembered that his hireling refused to discuss substantive matters over what he called a nonsecure line.  Escobedo shook his head.  This colonel of the DGI - he was an old woman!  El jefe's phone twittered its own signal! But not Miami Beach!