The scene: A room in a hotel. Morning. A man is lying in bed. He is awake, but his eyes are still closed. One eye opens just enough for him to look at his watch.
Voiceover: 8:30. It's too early. I need sleep. Sleep is good. I don't want to get up. I could stay here all day, or at least until the hotel staff kick me out.
But the sooner I get up, the sooner I can get to the Cafe and see what's been going on this weeekend.
The man is up, out of bed, and through the shower faster than he's ever done anything in his life.