"With his ruddy nose, droopy eyes and imposing belly, the mayor might not be much of a looker, but the middle-aged woman behind the counter blushes, and tattooed men jump up from their brown leather armchairs and grin like schoolboys. 'Hey Oscar,' yells one of them. 'Where’s your martini? Where are the showgirls?'" — from a Times Online profile of Las Vegas Mayor Oscar Goodman and his impolitic utterances. Goodman is about to make his first-ever visit to London. Those Brits won't know what hit them.
