Once he realized that Loretta had stolen his car

and drunk-driven herself home from the Tikidome, he tore three twenties from his wallet and pounded them onto the table with a ferociousness that drew notice from all five people in the building. He exited the dining room by walking between shining Buddhas, then violently flipped through the battered Yellow Pages he found under the payphone. BIG DADDY TAXI CO INC was now his only hope.