Hey. It's Tillman. [There's a pause as he tries to recall whether or not he ever gave his name.]

Kable. [Because he knows Simon kept calling him that.]

Hope you made it through the crazy-gas okay. Didn't hear about any fatalities.

I've got beer and some hard liquor from Russia that's made of knock-you-on-your-ass. You're welcome to 'em if you want.