[[Traffic on the road. We can't see the speakers yet.]]
Anthony: Pull the car over. I have to finish my conversion of wine to urine.
Matt: Me too.
JM: We're fifteen minutes from you house. Hold it in.
[[Now we see the four characters through the windshield. Ian and JM are in front, apparently sober, and Matt and Anthony are in back, apparently drunk.]]
Anthony: The car ninja holds his urine for no man. I demand you halt immediately.
JM: Tough noogies. You two stewed turkery are just going to have to suffer.
[[We see the car again from the outside. It is too blurry for us to make out the occupants.]]
Anthony: I'm glad I'm wearing forty pounds of nails under my clothes so when my bladder explodes I can take you all out with me.
[[Looking through the windshield again.]]
Matt: Hee hee hee.
Ian: O-kay, I think I see a gas station.
JM: I'm on it.