Stan woke up with an itch in his head. And it wasn't the $20,000 per bottle champagne he had the night before in his mansion.
It was something bugging him. Bugging him about Larry. Larry was working as a crossing guard at Roobin's school. And he'd just put locks on his garage door from the outside
and inside. Stan thought it might be a good excuse to go see Judy.
He called down to his butler.
Quincy, call June and tell her to get the copter ready.
Yes sir. Will you be having breakfast today?
I'll have eggs sausage and whisky. Hold the eggs and sausage.
Stan looked in his mirror and wondered what the was going on. He downed his whisky and pancakes and then punched the mirror.
He called June and told her to have the copter ready. As he was flying away, he looked down and saw Quincy waving to him. He shot Quincy the finger.
He thought to himself, it's going to be a hot one today.