Snatch pastry (pg. 357) -- A greedy fellow.
Dick Turpin (pg. 340) -- An 18th century English highwayman.
"What was that, Mr. Shadwell?" Madame Tracy looked at him sharply.
"I said, De 'il ding a divot aff yer wame wi' a flaughter spade," said Shadwell.
That'll be quite enough of that kind of language, Mr. Shadwell," said Madame Tracy... -- Pg. 276.
"What's a Velvet Underground?" he said.
"You wouldn't like it," said Crowley.
"Oh," said the angel dismissively. "Be-bop." -- pg. 78.
"You've a good heart," she told him. "Sometimes that's enough to see you safe wherever you go." Then she shook her head. "But mostly, it's not." -- pg. 3
flibbertigibbet (pg. 29) -- Second book I've read this week to use the word!