at this point it's around 8:45... he's already 30 minutes late, his girl is sitting at home sober waiting for him:

me: "Hey, officer, we might need to hurry this up a bit."
cop: "I understand, Nic, you have things to do..."
me: "Oh, no. it's not for me. The lady here is going to miss MacGyver."
her: "..."
cop: "You're not helping the situation, sir."
her: "... i do need to feed my cats."