" At one particular club, he met two brothers who were the principals of the other agency. During the meeting one of the brothers made his excuses and left ‘to sort out the exclusivity of the agency’ upstairs with the club manager. The next thing Bryan heard was the sound of a body bumping down the stairs. The other brother also made his excuses, and went over to add a kick or three to the prostrate body of the luckless club manager. Bryan, who preferred to persuade his clients with a bottle of fine claret, quietly slipped away. Only later did he learn that the brothers’ surname was Kray. "

― Nick Mason , Inside Out: A Personal History of Pink Floyd