People getting an early start on the weekend, I guess.

Fuck!

- Yeah? - Miles, can you move your car, please?

- Why? - Because the roofers gotta get the truck in.

- You didn't park too good. Okay? - Yeah. All right. Hold on.

Sorry. Sorry, gentlemen.

Sorry.

Oh, fuck me!

I know I said I would be there by noon,

but there's all of this work going on at my building,

and it's just a total nightmare.

And I had a bunch of stuff I had to deal with this morning,

but I'm on my way.

I'm out the door right now.

- Hi, Simon. - Hey, Miles.

- Triple espresso, please. - For here?

No, actually. I'm running late. Make it to go.

And give me a New York Times and a spinach croissant.

Thank you.

- Well, hello! - Hello, Mrs. Erganian. How are you?