Any excuse to avoid brunch with her friends: "Uh, I'd love to, but I've got an appointment!" "Where?", she asks. His eyes dart frantically around the room, hoping to 'The Usual Suspects' his way out of this bind, when his gaze alights upon live feed from the Capitol Building. "THERE!", he blurts. No federal penitentiary holds as much horror for him as being held captive with the inane laughing of 4 middle-aged women on a 11am prosecco bender.