"Not yet. Tell us that!" "Gang, I heard from my hat ..."
They hold their breath as he sips his capuccino.
"Not the feathers. The head. The buffalo head,
sometimes wear that instead. Other mornin' it said,
'Listen, young Lum. Some call me C13H16ClNO.'"

"What else did she say?!" "She said 'But I spell with a K
my other name. But that's all you need
for today. Goodbye Lum.' And I asked 'Will you come
again soon?' She said 'Some time, Lum, yes I'll come.
When I'm called.' -- And she's gone, like a drummin' stampede."