"There’s... there's just so much flannel.”
"Oh, I know."
“So what can we do about this?” she asked officiously. I thought she must be emboldened by the Spice.
“Look, Mrs. Maguire. This isn’t easy to say. It never is. But…”
“What? What is it now? Oh, just tell me! Please! ”
Alright, that's the way you want to play it then? Fine. No sugar, here's the medicine, the straight dope:
"Sure, the papers all say we're starting to win the fight, that Demon Spice is nearly vanquished. But the way I see it, there's more of it pumping through Americans’ veins than ever. There's more spice-easies in the Village than there were ever taverns or saloons in all of New York."
"But... what does that mean?"
"It means you can forget about it being ‘seasonal,' doll."