Bob and I are trading the master back and forth. To show the depth of our intellectual discussions as we craft this masterpiece, there’s a scene where Vince and Liz are in bed, and he gets a call to go catch a dangerous speeder who’s endangering the populace. Bob was in Vince’s PoV and he said it took them a minute to get dressed and into the Jeep. I changed it to five because who the hell takes a minute to put on underwear, jeans, a T-shirt and shoes and get into a car? He changed it to two. And then this ensued:
