Manono updates., page-246

I followed your advice, and phoned “Nige”. He invited me to join him on his Lear jet. Great flight. We washed away the miles with steaks, reds, and big fat cigars. And all the while we laughed. Not chuckles, but huge belly heaving laughs. Afterward we flew to New York, where we watched Hamilton on Broadway. He was very impressed with me. More than once, he leaned over his wife, to shake my hand and nod. You know, that knowing nod. Not a wink. But close. When the show finished, he cracked open a Remy. One of the better cognacs. Such a night.

BTW, he said he never spoke with you.