Only a matter of minutes before our magical night with the head of state begins! We're hiding out in Old School Pizzeria (thanks RL, an adoring memory of grease already led us here) because Lindy West says it's bad luck to see the governor before the ball.
Lindy's urgent matters: What is that apostrophe for? Why did Eli order the "one ton"? Exactly how many different meats make up this literal ton of pizza topping and why am I so dizzy? How fashionably late is fashionably late enough for the gov ball, but not so fashionably late that the government booze is fashionably gone?
Could I get that Hook-themed pinball machine out of here and into my car without anyone noticing?
Eli's urgent matters: Dig Dug? Really, Old School Pizzeria? Dig Dug? I can't even figure out what I'm supposed to do in this game. There are people trapped underground. Do I rescue them? When I rescue them, they kill me.
Do I dig myself out from underground? When I do that, there's nowhere to go. Is this a metaphor for something, Dig Dug? Old-school Atari tabletop console, are you sending some sort of cosmic message about my life?
It's almost time. Lindy is heading to the pizza bathroom to put on her ball face.
If Jon's working, tell him I say hi.
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