Simon sat serenely amidst the chaos, enjoying the spectacle - and the view his chosen seat had given him. Occasionally he glanced down at a watch, and when he was satisfied with what it showed he leaned back idly in his chair, removed a mobile from someone's pocket, dialed the nearest LAPD station, said "West 4th at Lucas, darling, and you'll want the Black Maria," and returned the phone to its owner.