I was kidding.

For two thousand I'd fly to Berlin and bring back a lock of old Kaiser Bill's hair." "That's the way to talk, old man! I knew you were game.

I told the boss so, when he asked if we could count on you.

I said you had nerve, no political prejudices, and--that you need the money." "That's my number, I guess," Johnny admitted, grinning.
Cliff laughed again, which made three distinct impulses to laughter in one conversation.

This was not like Cliff's usual conservatism.