As soon as you don't have a thing to do, get yourself a bottle of wine. Here I am, sitting on the steps of the police dept just waiting for something to happen. I'd better not mind my wet feet. It's gonna be a long night. Three drags are more than enough to lose both vigilance and fear. Get meself another one for the loss of the common sense. Anyway, I don't need them so far.

C'mon, man, let's make it fundamental. Light up another one. It may very well make this shitty wine taste passable. And another one after that. Somebody, please, cross me out.