As they returned to poker, Rodchenko said, “These are damn good doughnuts.” “One dozen for four of us,” said Speer. “Your share is three.” “What? If I eat four, you’ll shoot me?” “We could do the job with just three of us,” Speer said. “Easily,” said Knacker. “If we had to,” said Verbotski. Because none of those present was a man known for his sense of humor, Rodchenko did not take a fourth doughnut.
