Himself is a classic, feeding the reader through a multisensory smorgasbord of Irish euphemisms.
“Listen up, Netanya baby! We’re gonna throw down the mother of all shows tonight . . . Yeah, open up that hook, table ten, set ’em free . . . there you go!”
A great story transports readers to a milieu with its concomitant sights, sounds, and interesting dialogue. Ideally the plot captures our attention until the final paragraph.