good grief , even the voice in my head squeaked when i thought the word prince . `` i think i speak for bosses everywhere when i say ... thank god . '' shoving the file back , i reached down and felt around until i got a grip on the edge . but we hit the river , turn right , and walk alongside the water . what kind of guy loses his wallet on a street just off of west broadway ? `` oh my god , i ca n't believe i just said that . '' 