There are no other contenders for the title (which I'm not even going to bother to identify). To help you along, here are a couple of quotes, picked more or less at random:
There was a desk and a night clerk with one of those moustaches that get stuck under your fingernail.
Degarmo lunged past the desk towards an open elevator beside which a tired old man sat on a stool waiting for a customer. The clerk snapped at Degarmo's back like a terrier.
'One moment, please. Whom did you wish to see?'
Degarmo spun on his heel and looked at me wonderingly. 'Did he say "whom"?'
'Yeah, but don't hit him,' I said. 'There is such a word.'
Degarmo licked his lips. 'I knew there was,' he said. 'I often wondered where they kept it.'
Women never know when to stop on these occasions.
I remember Mrs Bingo Little once telling me, shortly after their marriage, that Bingo said poetic things to her about sunsets - his best friends being perfectly aware, of course, that the odd egg never noticed a sunset in his life and that, if he did by a fluke ever happen to do so, the only thing he would say about it would be that it reminded him of a slice of roast beef, cooked just right.
However, you can't call a girl a liar; so, as I say, I said: 'Well, well!'
Difficult call, isn't it?
But I must say, I did enjoy typing that!