[[Close-up of Micah, who has fallen asleep in the car]]
Ian: Micah, wake up. We're here!
Micah: Sneh?
Ian: The Mardi Gras party at last, man! It's gonna be great!
Ian: All the carefree debauchery of the New Orleans French Quarter, right here in our very own town. What could be better?
[[Ian is holding beads]]
Micah: When I went to sleep we were going to a Chinese restaurant.
Ian: Plans change. Grab some beads.