Berkowitz is having a drink at his hotel when he spots a beautiful young woman at the other end of the bar.
- Bartender, - he says. Give that lady whatever she likes, and put it on my tab.
When the drink is delivered, the woman gives Berkowitz a warm smile. A moment later he's at her side.
- That was very kind of you, - she says.
- Won't you sit down?
After a few minutes of small talk, she says:
- Let me be honest with you. You're a very nice man, but I don't think you realize that I'm a professional. I'd be delighted to go upstairs with you for a hundred dollars. If that's not what you had in mind, I certainly understand, and I'll say good-bye now, no hard feelings.
- I'm surprised, - says Berkowitz.
- But you're a beautiful lady, and I like you, too. I've never done something like this before, but sure, let's go upstairs.
When they get to Berkowitz's room, he says:
- I was wondering. There's something about you that makes me think you might be Jewish.
- Well, I am, - she replies a little defensively.
- Why do you ask?
- Well, I'm Jewish, too, - says Berkowitz.
- And since we're both Jewish, I was hoping you would give me a discount.
- Dammit, - she replies.
- I was afraid this would happen. Okay, twenty percent off. But I want you to know, at these prices I'm not making any profit!
