"Maybe tramps do it for me, Jack. Ever think of that?" Grinning at the question, he nodded, before shrugging a shoulder. "Just another weekend, for us, I'm afraid. At least it was only this planet in danger, this time. Sorry I wasn't hear earlier, I went on a bit of a bender, af-"
Jack had a look of realization, reaching into his jacket to pull out a piece of paper. "Oh, right- a get well present." The piece of paper in question happened to be poster for Bringing Up Baby, signed 'See you Saturday, Cary'.
"I have a plus-two for the movie premiere. 'Know anyone who'd want to go?"