"See, this is why I save my bashing through rocks with my cranium for days where I don't have to be headthinky the next morning. Gotcha!" He pulls a small packet out of his cargo pants and opens it. "Ah, crap. Gotta do some shopping."

He puts two pills on the table. "Here. Take two of these and call the doc in the morning if it doesn't work. Headache stuff. oh, look, I found a link to a hangover cure, if you've gaslamp'd a blender: http://www.soyouwanna.com/site/syws/hangover/hangover5.html