“We will give the rest of them names--Turkey Feathers, Lonesome Pine, Old Sagebrush Mustache--western names as hardy as desert bones, blanched crisp as the napkins and paper placemats on which I'll take notes. You'll tug your ear or scratch your nose, which we understand as signals. The diner patrons won't notice. They never do. And we'll go on speaking to each other in code.”