Javier: Hey, Jay. Listen, I'm sorry. Did I wake you up?
Jay: No. No, I'm a light sleeper. That's what happens when you get older.
Javier: Oh, you're not old.
Jay: I didn't say I was old.
Javier: I never sleep much anyway. Life is just more interesting after 2:00 a.m. You know, the liquor tastes better, the, uh, women are more beautiful. What is it they say? That the night belongs to the poets and the madmen.
Jay: Which are you?
Javier: Perhaps both.