I felt the need for a drink. I didn't feel like sleeping anymore-amazing what a laser sight between the eyes will do for you-but my brain was leaden with adrenalin hangover. The bar was within easy reach of the bed (convenient), so I didn't even have to stand up. I poured myself a good clout of synthahol masquerading as scotch, hesitated, then poured a second drink for Jocasta.