When Pre awoke he had room service coming in his door. As he drank his orange juice he thumbed through the Los Angeles Times. When he got to the Sports section, his article was front and center, couldn't miss it and the editor had not changed a word.
He dressed in his best suit and met the other reporters downstairs in the lobby forum. They already had a table and consumed in the conversation. The language was colorful, almost like a rap singer in the throes of the streets.