Who is it? Whadda ya want?
Wake up, man!
Who is it?
It's me, Barkeep Karl. Get up man...we need you!
Yeah, Karl. Come on Zeke...they sent me to get you...everything is falling apart...they need you down at the office.
Oh Christ, they don't need me. Can't they get Myrna or somebody smart from HuffPost or something?
No man. Nobody cares about Nevada anymore! That's why they want you down at the office.
Seriously? OK...Get me some grapefruits and a sharp knife. And pull the car around. I'm on the case. Oh and Karl?
Bring some scotch.
Already got it.