Cooke suddenly paused and pointed to a man walking toward him, and a great smile found his face. Cooke even slapped his knee, gave it a nice, hard one. "That's my pride and joy right there," he said, "and he doesn't have a number on him or anything else." Who is that, Mr. Cooke? "Norv. I'm just crazy about him."  
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