"The knobs. The knockers, honey. Are they real?"
Color flamed in her face. "Of course they're real! I'm practically
naked in this little thing, anyway. I couldn't be fooling anyone."
"I've got to be sure. Before I get you a job, I got to make certain
you won't embarrass me. Like I mean, I send over a girl with a Size
38 bust, and the second day she has an accident with her bra and it
turns out she's Size 33 with some foam rubber? That finishes me as a
supplier for that particular chorus. So I got to make a hundred percent
certain."