Ron Swanson: Hello, again. I'm Ron Swanson, and I am still taking your calls, hopefully, about tonight's gala. You're on the air.
Man: [on the line] Hi, uh, what's wrong with Joan?
Ron Swanson: She has a bad hangover, which she is pretending is allergies.
Man: Is she gonna be okay?
Ron Swanson: Wouldn't know, never been hungover. After I've had too much whiskey, I cook myself a large flank steak, pan-fried in salted butter. I eat that, put on a pair of wet socks, and go to sleep.
Man: That works?
Ron Swanson: It does. Please call now if you have questions about tonight's gala or one of my other interests: woodworking, uh, novels about tall ships, meat, that sort of thing.